As regular followers of our Twitter feed will know, a common theme that appears in almost all of our MMF threesome dates is that Hannah is blindfolded.  This started with our first ever forays into the hotwife lifestyle (in the first instance to give an element of confidence and surprise to a very nervous Hannah), and is something we both very much enjoy.  Her senses are heightened, and even though she knows her boyfriend inside out, the element of surprise at his first kiss, first touch, is electric. 

A few weeks ago during a threesome date, whilst removing her blindfold and being blinded by the bedroom lights, Hannah suggested that I should be blindfolded for one of our MMF dates as a role reversal of sorts.  We knew we had a combined MMF and overnight date coming up yesterday, so we decided to go for it.  Naturally, as is our want, we discussed quite a few elements but I also left a lot to Hannah’s deviously naughty imagination so that things would come as a surprise. 

Our date preparation is pretty much a well-oiled machine now; on the evening before I tend to give Hannah a manicure and pedicure, then on the night she bathes and shaves, I then finish up by making sure she’s ultra-smooth (particularly around her rosebud, as this is often difficult to get just so!), and apply her tattoo – on this occasion the threesome symbol.  She then gets dressed and applies makeup and we do our pre-date photoshoot.  This is more often than not followed by a flurry of activity with photo editing, hair straightening etc. as her boyfriend is due to arrive; no matter how organised we’ve been, those last minutes are often anything but relaxing! 

Last night deviated slightly from this routine, in that Hannah and her boyfriend were going to start alone together downstairs, with me waiting in the bedroom, so after the photoshoot I had plenty of time on my hands to play with the images! 

As time approached his arrival, after a last kiss and cuddle, Hannah went downstairs and I chilled out with a glass of wine and the tail end of a Netflix episode; ten minutes or so later there was the sound of the front door opening and naturally I knew what the typical progression of events would be! 

Barely five minutes later, I could just about hear the signature sounds of naughty activity, and my whatsapp pinged with the following image: 

Those sounds intensified, and Hannah, who can be very vocal when she’s cumming, was obviously experiencing significant pleasure.  Whilst I’m naturally very accustomed to her having fun on her own, this was indeed very hot to experience from not so far away. 

Things quietened down, and then, around 20 minutes after he had arrived, a two minute warning text popped up from Hannah, so I finished my wine and slipped on my blindfold before relaxing down onto the bed awaiting them to come upstairs. 

We have hard floors throughout our ground floor, so the first thing I heard was the signature clicking of Hannah’s stripper heels, before the creaking of the stairs, signalling mere moments until their arrival in the bedroom. 

The door opened, and not a word was spoken.  In my blindfolded state, I could obviously hear signs of movement but at that point couldn’t make out if it was just Hannah or the two of them.  I sensed her approaching my side of the bed, but was of course unable to see anything as the blindfold sleep mask truly blocks out 100% of the light. 

Hannah moved to the bed, and straddled me; I kept my hands to the side to allow her to move over me unhindered and let her do what she wished.  She shuffled up and knelt aside my head, and immediately I caught the familiar and deeply arousing scent of recent sex on her.   

Her first words after entering the room:

“I’ve been a very naughty girl” 

Moments after uttering that sentence, she grazed the crotch of her satin corset body above my face and I could feel and smell that it was moist with his fresh seed; her pussy still covered by her lingerie, she rested gently on my mouth so I could kiss her freshly fucked pussy through the moist fabric as I ran my hands up her corset and teased her nipples. 

After a short while, her hand reached down and pulled the fabric to one side and allowed my eager tongue to first tease her very erect clit, before dancing lower to release drips of his cum from her very recently fucked pussy; the bunched crotch fabric to the side also being a source of cum that had leaked out whilst she had ascended the stairs. 

Pulling her hard onto my face, I devoured her cunt, savouring that familiar and exquisite delight of the culmination of bareback fucking.  Still on the assumption that she had come up alone at first, as I ran my hands up her body again and felt her movement change, I noted that her boyfriend must now be standing at the side of the bed, and Hannah was obviously savouring the delights of his cock. 

Bringing her to orgasm as she busied herself gorging on him, I was still alternating between her clit and delving my tongue as deep inside her as possible to savour every single drop.  Hannah’s movements and sounds intensified, as did his breathing, and the unmistakable (but always quiet!) sounds of him cumming filled the air. 

Hannah paused for a moment, and I heard him step away. 

Her position changed, as she slipped down my body to reach in for a deep and passionate kiss – her mouth full from his second cum of the evening, impressively soon after planting his first load of hot seed deep in her married pussy.  Our tongues danced with the sweet salty fluid until there was none left beyond traces on our lips. 

Altering her position again, she mounted my naturally erect cock, slipping so easily into her slick pussy, and began her most favourite of activities of riding with the aid of her WeVibe Tango vibrator. 

Squirting orgasms followed, resulting in us both being drenched, and Hannah eventually brought me to my own first orgasm of the night deep inside her, followed again by slumping into passionate kisses as my pulsating subsided. 

As she rose off me, quick as a flash she shuffled back up my body and planted herself back on my face, dripping wet with both her own squirt juices and my own fresh cum.  I devoured her for the second time of the evening, from her clit to her divine asshole, greedily lapping the fruits of our combined desire – the third load of cum I had swallowed that evening, and all within under an hour of his arrival. 

Things then morphed into a pretty standard MMF date for us, although on this occasion it was my turn to be utterly blinded by the bedroom lights as we drank wine and ate chocolate (Hannah is a chocolate fiend when she’s being fucked, gotta keep those energy levels up!) Hannah’s lingerie was soaking, so this was soon removed, along with her heels, leaving her in stockings alone (and of course her omnipresent Queen of Spades anklet).

Both of us came again inside her in the subsequent fun, and then as they cuddled at the end of the session I took these photos, whilst simultaneously greedily worshipping her ass and pussy once more before we headed downstairs. 

As her boyfriend’s shift patterns have altered temporarily, we don’t have the luxury at present of separate MMF and overnight date nights, so akin to last week they left together to then spend the night together and I will pick her up just after lunch today for yet more fun together before “normal” family life resumes. I have no doubt that as soon as I get her home, I’ll again be pulling her cumstained panties to one side and gorging on her recently fucked pussy 😈

God we love our life right now! 

Chris 

Well this is rather new to me as I don’t normally write for our blog (sorry!!) Chris has asked me to pen a few words on a subject of my choice, and seeing as we have something planned for tomorrow night along these lines it seemed pertinent. Apologies if I’m not quite the wordsmith that Chris is, I hope this is of interest xx

One element of our sexual play that has endured right from the start of our relationship is spanking. Before I met Chris, I have to admit that I’d never been spanked before by any sexual partner, but this certainly changed in the very early stages of our relationship (actually within only a few dates) and it’s something we do both very much enjoy. Below are some very dated Polaroids from our very early days together, showing preparation for “spanking night”!

Neither of us recall quite how this began, but it goes without saying that Chris was the one who corrupted me as I’m sweet and innocent (or perhaps was haha!) Whilst sexual appetite naturally ebbs and flows in any relationship, spanking has pretty much always been a staple of our bedroom activities. We’ve been through stages where it’s a regular weekly thing, or it may be as seldom as once a month, but since we started on our hotwifing journey last year it has certainly become more of a regular staple activity. In fact, on our wedding day, during the break after the wedding breakfast and the evening party, Chris and I retired to our room to “freshen up” and he took me over his knee for a sound spanking in my wedding dress, my first as his wife, so you could say it’s somewhat engrained in our relationship 😈🥰.

Whilst we often post about me being spanked on our Twitter feed, it’s worth noting that these most certainly aren’t the harsh, bringing tears to your eyes type of spankings – they are typically quite firm at crescendo, and are of course given as “punishment” for me being a naughty girl, but above all these are for our joint sensation and pleasure. My boyfriend quite often spanks me when he takes me from behind, and also it’s more often than not included in our MMF threesome dates where both he and Chris will spank me at various points.

The build-up for our 1:1 sessions normally starts during the day on WhatsApp and I’ll select an appropriate outfit that I know Chris will like, then in the evening head upstairs early to prepare, and let Chris know I’m ready to go over his knee.

As an additional element, since I’ve been in a fluid bonded relationship with my boyfriend for the past seven or eight months, Chris has given me a dedicated month end spanking that starts out as usual with a warm-up as I play with my trusty vibe, and ends with a rather specific conclusion, namely one hard spank for each time my boyfriend has cum deep inside me bare.

C will ask me to keep some kind of a count of how many hard spanks are due that month, and to tell him when I’m over his knee – to be honest, with regular 1:1 dates and MMF sessions it ends up being quite a high number and probably somewhat inaccurate (we both try to keep count), but it makes us both happy! Needless to say, I end up with a nicely glowing pink bottom for photos after the event. I suppose these would be classified as maintenance spankings to be honest, it’s not like Chris is properly punishing me for being naughty (he’s of course massively supportive of such naughtiness), but they do form a nice excuse for me to go over his knee for such an intimate act.

During our MMF dates, the two of them will often sit side by side on the bed so I can go over Chris’s knee for a spanking whilst I suck my boyfriend’s cock – this works out very well for us, and normally then ends up with my boyfriend coming up behind me and sliding inside me as C continues to spank my bottom.

In order to help me a little with writing this article (be gentle, it’s my first time!), Chris sent me a few questions by text, so I’ll post these and my answers here:

Q. How do you feel when you know you’re going to get a spanking, and when I take you over my knee?

A. I do feel like a naughty girl when I’m being spanked, and I love that; I think about times playing with my boyfriend as you punish my bare bottom, thoughts of what I’ve done to deserve this, his multiple cums inside my married pussy with your consent, and I do feel very slutty.  In short it makes me feel very naughty and incredibly aroused. It’s a highly sexual feeling, but also comforting if that makes sense – above all, I adore being treated like your naughty princess xxx

Q. What’s your favourite position?  Would you like to explore different options than simple over the knee?

A. Of course I like to be laid across your lap with my legs splayed, so you have good access to my bottom and I can also use my toy, I also love it when you hold my waist tight with your left arm when the spanking gets harder so I feel nicely restrained. During our MMFs, I enjoy playing with my boyfriend’s cock whilst you slap me and watch me sucking him off, again this makes me feel incredibly naughty.

Q. I know you adore your ankles being held tightly – would you like to introduce more ankle restraint during spanking to put you in the zone?

A. The cuffs we have don’t really restrain my ankles as tight as I like, but I do like the feeling of them being there. Yes, I’d like to explore this more (as we have done in the past), perhaps I could be tied to the bed but still across your lap if that would work? We have restraint points attached to the bed of course 😈

Q. How many hard spanks are you due tomorrow night young lady?

A. Honestly I’ve lost count of the number of times he came inside me in November – I guess that makes it up to you as to how bad you think I’ve been! Certainly seven from last week’s overnighter (plus one in my mouth!), so it’s got to be in the 30’s or something eek! ☺️😇 I’m going to have a very pink bottom I think!

Q. Are there any spanking fantasies you’d like to explore?

A. How about next MMF we try with me tied to the bed, blindfolded and restrained at my ankles and wrists, whilst one of you massages me and the other spanks me? He tied my wrists and spanked me during one of our very early dates (some images below 😈), so that would be hot to try as a threesome xx We watched both 50 Shades together last week during our date night, so certainly some ideas came from those films!

Well, I hope you’ve enjoyed my first contribution to our blog, certainly a big thank you to Chris for helping with the questions and of course adding the photo/video magic! Looking forward to plenty more naughtiness in this wonderful lifestyle (and a very pink bottom tomorrow night!)

Hannah XxX

It goes without saying that effective communication is one the most crucial skills in life. Don’t worry, this hasn’t magically transformed into a management speak blog, but more often than not when things go wrong, whether it be in work, home, love etc., the common theme is a breakdown in communications. I’m often reminded of the sage words of Homer J Simpson, albeit with a slight modification!

All relationships require open and honest communication between partners, often allowing problems to be solved before they even become serious. In our pre-hotwifing life, we were always very good at talking about how we felt, but perhaps not always so good at doing the same about our sexual feelings and fantasies. That doesn’t mean we didn’t talk about such things (we most certainly did!), but it’s certain to say we were less open about sharing on that front verbally – typically, our “naughty” chat was normally conducted over text message and in the bedroom itself.

As those of you who have listened to our Keys & Anklets podcast interview will know, this was the very medium that Chris used to broach the subject of inviting a third party into our sex life; don’t knock text messaging, it’s often easier than talking when one is trying to broach a difficult subject. If you haven’t listened to the interview with the incredible Michael C, please do! The very moment Chris opened up this fantasy life is shown below, at 12:46 on 3rd July 2019:

Certainly in the early stages of our hotwifing journey, we would say that more than 90% of our communication and planning on this front was conducted via text messaging alone, and whilst we are now very much more open in chatting about it, we still massively enjoy the text based conversations we have on the subject, and in fact feel that it embellishes the experience for us.

As we, like many (almost all?!) hotwife couples out there, lead a somewhat double life, we tend to split our chatting between iMessage and WhatsApp – iMessage is predominantly reserved for our normal husband and wife chats, whereas WhatsApp is almost exclusively reserved for our second life. If a WhatsApp notification appears on either of our phones from the other person, then we immediately know it’s going to be something naughty, and it’s a thrill each and every single time.

As followers of our Twitter feed will know, we happily share various exciting excerpts of chats there, be they from everyday chat, date build up, or messages that Hannah sends from her dates; in fact, this post was catalysed by a rather lovely conversation we had this morning about Hannah’s overnight date with her boyfriend tonight, shown below:

Now that we are around 16 or so months into the lifestyle, whilst each and every encounter we have together or Hannah has alone is of course electrifyingly exciting, it’s true to say that it’s our “normal” now – that’s not detracting from it in any way, shape or form, but it’s just a thing that we do, and adore. Many people comment and ask if Chris hangs onto the phone waiting for updates on a date night; whilst this is true to a degree, it’s certainly not how it was in the initial stages of our journey. Yes, it’s true to say that the WhatsApp ping is eagerly anticipated, but it’s certainly not a case of constant refreshing and checking.

Sometimes something completely mindblowing pops up, such as the messages below:

Another element is that Chris sometimes chats with Hannah’s boyfriend in parallel, all three of us are completely open and adore the dynamic that we have:

Another crucial aspect of our text communications that goes without saying is of course Hannah’s safety and wellbeing – now that she has a steady boyfriend, she is certainly safe and cared for, but in earlier encounters it was always necessary to send a message indicating that she had arrived safely, all was good and above all that she was happy – this still continues to this day on dates with her boyfriend. Naturally we have other security measures in place, but these are of course not for open discussion.

There’s not really a great message to this post, and we can hardly preach and call ourselves the sages of hotwifing, but if there’s one single piece of advice that we can offer it would be as follows: if you’re thinking about suggesting this kind of lifestyle to your partner, it’s always unbelievably hard to take that step into the unknown (we chat a lot about this in our K&A interview), please don’t overlook the potential to do this via text message as we did, it certainly worked well for us. Not that one wants to suggest such a thing for it to be blown back in your face with a hard “no”, but the text approach does offer an easier route/insurance for stepping back if necessary and writing it off as a simple fantasy rather than a direct suggestion – this is undeniably easier over text than in a face to face discussion in our eyes.

Chris & Hannah XX

Well, in the spirit of promises made in our last blog update, we are trying to put pen to paper (fingers to keyboard) more often in order to give more of an insight into the wonderfully enjoyable and naughty lifestyle which we are incredibly fortunate to partake in. 

Today presents an opportune moment to do just this, as it marks twelve months to the day since we had our first encounter with a black gentleman as a hotwife couple.  Without recapping too much, we had experienced our first ever MMF date with a gentleman from Fabswingers in September 2019 and were certainly keen to play again.  Life, work, childcare and all of the other pressures that normal couples experience meant that it was a couple of months before we had the opportunity for another naughty night away in a hotel.  This isn’t really going to concentrate fully on that date, perhaps more of a mini treatise on how we became a solely black only hotwife couple as a result, and indeed our position today. 

Hannah was keen for me to find a suitable guy for this free night, leaving the filtering etc. up to me, and so early on in the search I decided to focus on black men only – I knew Hannah had been with a black guy many years before we met, and it was a source of immense fantasy. After much searching, I decided upon a suitable candidate and we went from there. As with most (if not all) of our MMF encounters, Hannah was blindfolded to heighten her anticipation and electrify her senses – let’s just say that it was an amazingly memorable date; I have attached some photos here, but there are plenty more on our Twitter feed.

Afterwards, and in the days that followed, we talked quite a bit about what was our second only hotwife/swinger experience, and Hannah was fully sold on being a naughty hotwife.  We speak quite a bit about these early experiences in our Keys and Anklets Podcast interview with the wonderful Michael C, so if you haven’t listened then please do.   

Fast forward another month or so and in the very early days of January 2020 we had our third MMF experience, again with a black guy, and it was again such a perfect experience that we both were eager to sample much more of.  Some snippets below:

Some days afterwards, as we sat on the sofa in the evening and spoke about the two experiences, both still giddy with how incredible they had been, Hannah mentioned that from then on she’d be more than happy for us to search for black guys only for our naughty fun if that was okay with me.  Naturally, I was in full support – whilst we had a fantastic experience with a white guy for our first ever MMF, it certainly didn’t blow our minds how the second and third meets had.  No disrespect to him, he was our first and helped in so many ways to break the ice into this lifestyle, but the electrifying experiences we had with both black guys hit things truly out of the ball park. 

It’s not hard for us to sell the benefits of interracial hotwife encounters, for they are truly multiple in our eyes.  The contrast of Hannah’s porcelain complexion against the dark skin of her lovers is truly a sight to behold; added to this, we have seen how capable and conscientious the vast majority of black guys are in such encounters, oh and the vast majority are extremely well endowed haha! 

The early part of 2020 was rather a whirlwind of BBC hotwife activity, including multiple 1:1 dates, MMFs and a couple of incredible BBC only club evenings together, but then the Covid-19 situation hit and things were curtailed significantly. 

As those who follow our Twitter will be aware, we feel incredibly fortunate that Hannah has a steady boyfriend, with whom we have a fully legally compliant support bubble arrangement that is (as we speak) unlikely to change regardless of UK Covid restrictions.  This means that on most weeks the three of us get together for an MMF, and one night a week she stays over at his place, plus the odd morning date here and there.  Whilst other activities such as BBC themed club nights and other meets with lovers are curtailed due to the pandemic, we have a very special relationship with her boyfriend and are truly so lucky compared to many out there whose fun has abruptly ended. We have a fully fluid bonded and trusting relationship with him that means no need for condoms, so the intensity and naughtiness of sessions is amplified significantly, resulting in some of the following!

So, twelve months after first dipping our toes into the interracial hotwifing scene, we are truly blissfully happy in the life that we feel incredibly fortunate to be leading.  As the Covid situation perhaps becomes more manageable with the development of successful vaccines, we can only see this blossoming – one thing we are really keen on is Hannah and her boyfriend going away on holiday, we’re sure this will happen at some point. 

We hope this has been an interesting insight, please do follow our Twitter for regular updates! 

Chris & Hannah X 

Well, what can I say other than the fact that it’s been a while since our last entry! We started this blog at the tail end of 2019 when our hotwifing adventure was still in its infancy, and then things snowballed as we embraced the lifestyle. Twitter is undoubtedly an incredible platform for sharing, and we truly love to do so, but the 280 character limit is often restrictive when it comes to explaining and detailing our experiences.

Chris here – yes, most (but certainly not all) content is generated by me; I’m Hannah’s support crew: the photographer, image editor, lingerie provider, dresser, babysitter, drink pourer, bum shaver, tattoo applier, tweeter, etc. etc. And guess what? I adore each and every single one of these roles that I do in support of my darling, gorgeous wife being a downright naughty girl.

It’s no secret that we go to great lengths to make it clear that our relationship is the polar opposite of a cuckold lifestyle – not because we look down on this (never diss anyone’s kink), but because it just doesn’t match what we have and doesn’t interest us in the slightest. Our relationship and the activities which we enjoy might to many seem to parallel those of a cuckold couple, and indeed attract many followers who enjoy such things (good for them and they’re all welcome!) but it’s simply not us. Sometimes the tight character limit of Twitter and the immediacy of the posts, with exposure to those who haven’t followed our journey, means that people often get the wrong idea (despite hashtags 😂). This wrong idea doesn’t bother us in the slightest – if you’re aroused by our material that’s awesome and makes us happy, but when it leads to comments like:

“Time for pathetic cucky to clean up the mess from his superior”

And private messages such as this whilst Hannah is away on an overnight date:

“How do you feel, all alone at home, must be quite a mix of emotions?”

…that tends to annoy us! Okay, those are composite exemplars, but you get the idea! Such questions are heavily biased towards the misconception that I am some kind of snivelling subbie-cuckold; moreover, they project their fantasy into our reality. There is NO mix of emotions if my gorgeous wife is out on a date – I’m most likely pottering round the house, enjoying my own company, catching up on work, watching documentaries that would bore Hannah, having the odd vodka or a cup of tea and more often than not an early night! This is normality to us and we adore what we have. Sure, I’m eagerly awaiting WhatsApp updates and photos/videos so that I can share by proxy in her fun, and that in itself is exciting, but ours is a relationship based upon infinite trust and compersion, not upon the humiliation that is intrinsically linked to the cuckold scene.

[As an aside, labels are a funny thing, we tend to employ the “stag and vixen” moniker, simply because this categorises the typical nature of our relationship and perhaps to a degree its usage counters such assumptions of cuckold tendencies; on the other hand, we abhor the use of “bull” as it just baffles and amuses us in equal degrees – we have no interest in a man who roams the field, shitting on the grass and chasing Farmer Giles! Hannah has a steady “boyfriend” and “lovers”, most certainly not “bulls”. Anyone who was to approach us via swingers sites who described himself as a “bull” in order to gain our attention would more than likely get laughed out of the room, or at least politely corrected. Anyhow we digress 😂]

There is reason to this somewhat verbose preamble, and like the horns of a “bull” (!) I shall get to the point!

This week I posted a tweet from our most recent MMF threesome date, and I shall screenshot it now:

…Yes, I mentioned that I had happily and quite willingly drank Hannah’s boyfriend’s fresh cum from her pussy, mere seconds after he had deposited it there – SHOCK,…HORROR!! This catalysed quite a volume of replies and private messages – surely this is the preserve of the flag waving cuckold, no?

NO!

Just because a husband tastes the results of his wife’s recent copulation with her lover, fresh from her pussy (or mouth, or arse 😈) does not make him a cuckold! In my case, it makes me a downright naughty and filthy flag-waving kinkster, but categorically not a cuckold!

We are incredibly lucky to have a fully fluid bonded and trusting relationship with Hannah’s boyfriend. We are all tested, I play only with Hannah, and they only go bare together. It’s a beautiful thing to be able to play in such a manner; especially during threesomes. Let’s face it, condoms are a fact of life on the swinging scene, but nobody really likes them. Safety, integrity and respect are all paramount and there is no way on earth we would break the trust we enjoy in our threesome partnership.

Being able to play bare in our little threesome bubble (I use the term because we are lucky it’s also fully legally compliant in this crazy pandemic world), is made all the more fabulously naughty as nothing is punctuated by putting on and changing condoms. The biological reality of this is, with two gentlemen pleasuring Hannah simultaneously, there’s often a fair amount of cum! This is no bad thing of course, the sight of Hannah’s boyfriend’s large black cock slipping out of her after he’s cum, accompanied by a flood of silky white semen dripping from her sore, satisfied married pussy is an incredibly arousing thing to witness (hence I always try to capture it in photos and videos). Faced with such a sight, there are two key options for me, both of which are fabulously hot:

1. Slide in straight afterwards and carry on fucking, lubricated by her boyfriend’s cum, to bring us both yet more pleasure

2. Dive straight in and enjoy the taste of their union, before proceeding to 1. above!

To be honest, we enjoy both in equal measure and generally both feature a number of times during a typical MMF date. There are also other ways in which the presence of cum is a fact of life – often Hannah will be riding me whilst simultaneously fellating her boyfriend; if he cums in her mouth, we will more often than not share this in a very naughty kiss – that doesn’t make me a cuckold either, but definitely illustrates the kinky nature of all parties!

Yet another thing that perhaps typifies a “cuckold style” perception to some of our relationship in our Twitter updates is that most photos feature Hannah with her boyfriend or chosen lover(s) – this is simply down to the fact that I’m the one capturing that side of the action! When I’m involved, it often detracts from the pleasure to be filming at the same time. Sure, I spend plenty of time watching – it’s an incredible sight, but I’m also in there as part of the action.

Apologies in part that this may come over as a mind dump, I write this in a hotel as we prepare to head out for a lovely family day together. The overall sentiment is that we are truly living our best ever life, with everything in balance – we have effectively won the lottery (actually only that could improve things more!) I hope this gives a little more insight into our own personal dynamic, certainly more than the character limit of Twitter affords. I/we shall try to blog a little more frequently in future.

All the best,

Chris and Hannah x

Well, a little while since our last post – so very much to write about, both in terms of our backstory and some of the incredible things that have happened even in the last week, but they all require time and thought to do full justice!

I (Chris) wanted to pen something of a quick update on something that’s set to happen next weekend 😈

Hannah and I had a simply mind blowing MMF experience with a rather special, dark and mysterious stranger last weekend, and this immediately catalysed plans for a rematch. One key difference on this occasion, Hannah and the gentleman (and he is a true gentleman) will be meeting on their own and spending the whole night together.

This is a pretty big step for us, but one we’ve been talking about excitedly for quite some time. In our last post we described how we’d been royally let down for a similar encounter just before Christmas and how very disappointed we were – barring global thermonuclear war or Mother Nature making a two week head start on her interior decorating plans (!) we will face no such issues with the lovely “M” (for that is his name haha) 😉 Here’s a beautiful photo of M giving Hannah a divine sensual massage last Saturday:

So, the date is set, the hotel room booked (on a non-cancellable rate!) and the build up has more than commenced.

As is usual from our fun so far, I’m the one who is communicating with our chosen gentleman, Hannah has obviously met him before and had an incredible time, but basically all arrangements are being made by yours truly. Whilst it’s a genuine fantasy for H to go off piste a little and arrange a date herself, it’s still early days and for the moment I’m the one that wades through a million and one poorly worded messages and unsolicited dick pics to find our “Mr. Rights”. No such issues with M, he’s set the bar in terms of how a single gentleman conducts himself and I have no doubt he will give her a night to truly remember. Here’s another shot from our first encounter with the wonderful M:

I don’t intend for this to be a super long post, rather to set the scene for a future update (sorry!) In essence, Hannah will meet M in the hotel bar and he’s going to have to play his A-game to seduce her. We’ve both seen his moves, we both know what the outcome is going to be, but he’s playing for the win as if he’s not on a dead cert. We both can’t wait!

So, with a week to go, we’re already of course talking about what Hannah will be wearing, choice of dress (gorgeous but not hotel hooker style!), lingerie and jewellery. It’s an exciting process as I’m sure you’re all aware, and I’m the only one that knows both sides of the equation. M will have no idea what Hannah will be wearing until he enters the bar, and of course no idea what she’s got on underneath until he wins his prize. On the flip side, Hannah hasn’t been party to some of the delicious suggestions M has been making in our communications, barring a few little choice snippets 😍 We’ve not got to the stage of lingerie selection, but that will most likely be tonight’s little entertainment – normally something new, exciting and photogenic is the order of the day. Hannah has mountains of lovely lingerie courtesy of yours truly, so this will be both an easy and hard task in equal measures – it’s got to be right!

All of the additional necessities are my job. Champagne in the fridge, snacks, condoms, lube, massage oil and all the rest appeal to my precise planning and organisation – Hannah and M need not worry about logistics, merely enjoy each other’s company safe in the knowledge that I’ve got everything covered for them to have a wonderful night together.

So, yes we have rules. Calling them “rules” makes it all sound very strict, but communication and understanding, mutual respect and integrity are all so very important to all of us, so they do exist!

• Rule 1 is that they have an incredible time together and Hannah receives ultimate pleasure, that’s an easy one
• Rule 2 is that they share some naughty photos and videos with me, as I’ll be glued to my phone – crucially this is not to interfere with Rule 1 in any way, shape or form, rather to enhance it for all of us
• Rule 3 is that only I have M’s number
• Rule 4 is that Hannah’s anklets always stay on (that’s easy too!)
• Rule 5 is to stay safe and happy 😊

There, certainly not too onerous in any way, and based purely on conversations we’ve had about Hannah’s happiness, safety and wellbeing (and mine too of course). M is an utter gentleman and I know he will treat my lovely wife like a Princess (ok, a naughty Princess, but a Princess nonetheless!)

Well, that’s about it for scene setting – now we just play the waiting game and enjoy this build up phase. It’s worth saying that since embarking upon this naughty journey only around six months ago, it’s brought us so much closer (we were already close!) and improved our already fabulous sex life. Hannah has a glint in her eye these days and is feeling so very fulfilled, excited and also naughty in equal measures. That glow about her is a magical thing and we both can’t stop smiling at the thought of it 😊

Please keep an eye on our Twitter feed for more updates over the week and on the night in question. Naturally it will be the subject of a future blog post!

Ok, I’ll start by saying that for some reason our direct blog link isn’t working at the moment, but individual posts linked on our Twitter feed do work. Have contacted WordPress for help so hopefully it’ll resolve soon!

So, again a post that leaps into the mid stage of our evolving Hotwife journey, please do keep your eyes open for the story of how we started out, but I want to give that one full justice.

One thing I’ve wanted to write about is the build up and preparation for our meets. I’m not exactly speaking from the perspective of a seasoned veteran after only two MMF Hotwife dates, but as you’ll have read from our previous post, we have gone through the build up and prep stage more times than that 😊👍🏻

As I write this post, I’m away from Hannah overseas for a week with my parents for New Year, and upon my return on 4th Jan we have a date lined up. That means we have started the all-important and exciting build up phase. As Hannah is busy with her parents, the vast majority of our build up chats are via WhatsApp. So far, H has been more than happy for me to source appropriate guys, a responsibility that I take immensely seriously – Hannah is my darling and loving wife, blossoming into this lifestyle, so I have no desire in choosing the “wrong” type of suitor to join us, as a bad experience might turn her off the whole thing. Naturally I love and care for her without bounds, so the chemistry has to be right.

I started with a meet advert on our FabSwingers profile, and backed this up with a search of appropriate guys in the area local to where we will be staying (about an hours drive from home). Both the advert, and selected winks, produced a great deal of interest which is always flattering. Narrowing guys down is both easy and hard – easy at the pre selection stage, those who can hardly string a sentence together and blatantly haven’t read our profile, then becoming hard as we have the pick of some incredibly attractive and well verified guys.

With the recent memory of our pre-Christmas let down very much at the forefront of my mind, the task was made even harder. Also, there’s the issue of having to choose and “let down” very suitable guys when you in no way want to disappoint them (yes, I do think about their feelings). Anyhow, cut to the chase, just this morning I seemed to click very well with one particular chap who just gave off the vibe of reliability, respect, integrity, smiley and warm face pics,….oh and has massive black cock hahah 😈 – something I was most definitely looking for on this occasion.

So, cut to the chase, what happens now until the actual deed of sharing my beautiful wife with another guy?

Well, I think in the interests of relative brevity as this post is already rather long (so sue me 😂) I will be brief in the preamble text stage and then concentrate more on the hour or so before that knock on the hotel door.

Typically Hannah likes a surprise for our meets. So far, she’s always been blindfolded and doesn’t actually “see” our guest until the grand reveal at the end. January 4th will be no different. I think in the earlier stages the blindfold helps with nerves and intensifies things, we both like it and so it’s a regular feature. With regards to details about our mystery guest, Hannah trusts me implicitly, so knows I will have worked hard to find the ideal guy. I take this responsibility very seriously. As it stands, for our third MMF meet, I have given her the option to hear as much or as little about him as she wishes – she does know that he’s big and black, and that pleases her immensely. Let’s leave it at that, her call completely 😊

As it comes closer to the date, I will supply Hannah with a packing list. Typically we will be together before the event so I can pack all those important things like condoms, champagne etc. etc. but on this occasion I’m about 1,000 miles away and so her list is slightly more expansive haha!

We both very much enjoy this preamble stage, building excitement and talking about what might happen. As a happily married couple we don’t blur boundaries between our normal and naughty lives. Standard chat between husband and wife is on iMessage, naughty chat is exclusively on WhatsApp.

About a week before the date, Hannah will be told to stop shaving. Yes, she’s slightly submissive and does like to follow little orders. We like to let her gorgeous pussy grow out a little so as to ensure a close and super-smooth shave for the date. Below I’m going to share a not too flattering image, but this is real life and I’m trying to be utterly open and honest in this blog. On the left we have Hannah in a “super hairy” state which we both hate, on the right is after I’ve given her the once over with the clippers a day or so before the date. Yes, we both prefer utterly bare and laser hair removal is definitely on the list for 2020 😂

On the day of the date, once childcare is taken care of, we will travel to a local hotel and check in, crack a bottle of champagne for a small chill-out drink and start preparation in earnest.

Prime things on our list are shaving her ultra smooth, manicuring and painting her nails, helping her get dressed and then finally putting on her jewellery.

So, Hannah jumps in the shower and shaves herself smooth all over. She then calls me in to do the finer details – I love her to have ultra smooth lips and arse, so it’s easier for me to help get those final little hairs. I adore doing this, making the best possible job and also knowing that she will be perfect for our mystery guest.

Hannah doesn’t wear a lot (or any!) make up, but she does use a little for such special occasions. As she’s doing this, straightening her hair etc. I’m normally lounging and drinking champagne, revelling in this time and admiring my gorgeous Hotwife. Here she is plucking her eyebrows!

Next, Hannah chills out with a glass of champagne and catches up on her phone messages whilst I manicure and paint her nails. Again, she never normally has nail varnish on, but it’s something we both enjoy for such events so it’s firmly in our preparation schedule!

Next comes helping her get dressed. We both deliberate endlessly over choice of panties (we both adore fine lingerie!) and more often that not I’ve bought her something new for the occasion. I’m a stockings lover so these often feature! Again, touching on the slight submissive character, Hannah has worn ankle cuffs before for a date as the slight restraint turns her on. Here’s a couple of pics from our last two dates…

The final touch is her jewellery. Like with make up, Hannah doesn’t really wear jewellery on a day to day basis apart from her engagement and wedding ring, but when sharing her she does have a few items that are from me and represent my love and devotion to her. These take the form of a bracelet and one or two anklets. Anklets naturally feature heavily in the Hotwife lifestyle, we both enjoy her wearing one or two when she’s going to be naughty. I adore putting these on for her, not from a submissive or cuckold perspective (I am neither), but from the angle of me giving her my full consent and support to be a naughty girl. Amazing how a simple piece of jewellery can have so many connotations!

“H” for “Hotwife Hannah” 💖

Well, by now we’re both ready (I’ve left our details of how I prepare because that’s boring haha – I shower and shave and make myself look beautiful please rest assured 😂). Now for the waiting game, nervously and excitedly waiting for the appointed date time to come round. When Mr. Mystery Guest texts me to say he’s arrived at the hotel, I give Hannah a loving embrace and pop her blindfold on, and also her diamanté collar if it fits with her outfit and then we both wait for the knock at the door…

Well, what can we say apart from “blown away” from the kind reception we’ve received on Twitter about our new profile and first blog post here on WordPress. Thank you all for your kind words, it’s been totally unexpected and really very flattering so thank you *so* very much!

Ok, the difficult second post! Chris here again, as I will be more often than not. I thought about writing the story of how we came to be at this (still blossoming) part of our Hotwife journey, but I want to give that post the justice it deserves and work hard on it, so this post is a little out of synch in our journey, but is something that happened to us less than a week ago.

Back in November, Hannah and I had our second ever threesome meet with a simply lovely chap from Fab. We’re not exactly fans of the term, but seeing as it’s so commonly used in these circles, he was a BBC, which is something I had been looking to find for Hannah for some time. The story of that night will no doubt be the topic of another post – let’s just say it was utterly incredible and he was the perfect gentleman. Here’s a teaser pic of that wonderful night:

After that Fabulous evening, it was mutually discussed that Hannah and mystery BBC would both rather like to spend the night together, exploring our very own first experience of her meeting without me (but keeping me very much updated with pics and videos when they got that chance) – I’m sure you’ll all agree that was going to be one hell of a night. Let me reinforce the fact that I’m a stag husband and not a cuckold, so I was looking forward to revelling in Hannah’s pleasure and hearing/seeing all the details!

A date was set for very early December, hotel booked and our build up commenced. Sadly on that date (or rather in the days before) Hannah wasn’t very well, so we had to postpone. As all will attest, real life often throws a spanner in the works of such alternate lifestyles. He was more than understanding, and we set a mutually agreeable alternative date closer to a Christmas.

Fast forward to arranged night part 2. I drove to the hotel and set things up, nice touches like champagne in the fridge, plenty of condoms, massage oil etc. and sorted out my Amazon Fire stick on the TV to play Hannah’s favourite KissStory station that has somehow played a part in all of our naughty adventures so far (!) The plan was that I would help her get ready and drop her off, then pick her up the following morning.

My phone buzzed with a WhatsApp message from Mr. BBC – unfortunately he had childcare issues and was trying to resolve them. We had good measure of him as being very reliable, and were of course understanding as we face similar challenges ourselves. As the hour went by, he was incredibly apologetic and we concluded that the night wasn’t going to go ahead. Let me interject by saying just how well reviewed our friend was on FabSwingers, and how gentlemanly he had been when we met him (and in all subsequent comms too).

Rather gutted, especially as Hannah was so very much looking forward to her first solo escapade (as was I!!), we quickly rearranged for December 23rd, so she’d get her Christmas treat and then we’d be straight into family time for Christmas Eve. All agreed and so we started again to count down the hours.

So, déjà vu, at about 2pm on the 23rd I went again to the hotel, checked in and laid out everything for their night together. I took the opportunity to chill out a little and watch TV with a cup of tea, partly to escape the pre-Christmas home madness, but also waiting to receive confirmation from Mr. BBC.

Soon enough WhatsApp buzzed. Again he had completely legitimate childcare issues but was working on them. I must say, alarm bells did not ring as throughout our comms over the past couple of months he had given us great confidence. As I waited, I decided not to worry Hannah, but waited for him to keep me posted. After about an hour, it became clear once again that the night was a no go. In the meantime I’d prepared a few options – one of which being I could drop Hannah off first thing in the morning so the pair of them could enjoy some filthy quality time together, and he readily agreed to this idea.

Hannah was again disappointed, but we both agreed at least she’d get her pre-Christmas treat, so at least there was a positive ending (or so we thought).

Come the morning of the 24th we were fairly rushed. Mr. BBC had texted that all was good, and he’d be with Hannah by 0930. I’d helped her prepare the night before to some degree (shaved smooth, nails etc. – a process which is always very exciting) and the essentials plus her outfit were already at the hotel. I drove her there and dropped her off, returning home I was glued to my phone.

The messages from my gorgeous Hotwife started coming, and although she wasn’t staying the night, the feeling was electric. First she sent me photos of her dressed up, then drinking a glass of Buck’s Fizz, then close ups of her wearing her special anklet. We were both beside ourselves with excitement.

But…

The confirmation text I sent Mr. BBC went undelivered.

In the space of dropping her off and confirming with him, and returning home, he’d gone blank on us. Again, I didn’t want to worry Hannah, but as the clock ticked past 0930 towards 0940 I grew even more suspicious. A quick glance at FabSwingers showed his verification from our MMF a few weeks earlier (a simply *lovely* one at that) had gone from our profile – he’d only gone and blocked us!!

I sent a few more WhatsApp messages to him, but only one grey tick, presumably he’d blocked us on there too. We’d been ghosted in the worst possible way.

Real life happens, we’re incredibly respectful of that, but now we’d sunk around £120 in hotel rooms to accommodate him and he’d simply vanished 😪 I broke the news to Hannah and she was of course sad but pragmatic – we’ve read about the potential unreliability of single guys, but honestly thought he was different and respectful,…we were wrong. She got dressed back into normal clothes, cleared the room and returned home for what was a lovely family pre-Christmas afternoon and evening.

I felt very responsible in disappointing Hannah, even though I knew I shouldn’t feel that way. It made us both feel down and wonder what on earth had happened. Even if he did indeed have a genuine reason to not be there, we’d have completely understood and given him another chance, but to sever contact and leave my gorgeous wife in the lurch was simply rude.

Well, a lesson learned the hard way I suppose – don’t count your chickens until the guy is actually there in the flesh. Sad but seemingly true.

Of course we had a wonderful Christmas, as we would have done anyway, but this would’ve been the absolute icing on the cake and ended our first six months in this lifestyle on a high note. The upshot is that we decided to have a naughty liaison on January 4th to repair the disappointment, and we are also already on the guest list for the BMFC event at Xtasia night on the 10th Jan, so plenty to look forward to (and, of course, write about!)

Well, hope that was interesting and readable, please be sure to check out our Twitter feed as we continue to detail our experiences so far 🥰