Em 1976 was a heatwave summer. It was also the year my first daughter was born. I was 26 and full of testosterone and always horny. There’d been no real sex with the wife for months. I’d get a wank, or a begrudging sucking, but she never swallowed. Em was a customer, she was a 60 year widow. A nice lady, proper mum type. I used to deliver to her. She had a sandwich bar in South London, twice a week I’d get there at 2.30pm...

I can’t believe it’s nearly 3 months since I last posted .. For those that haven’t been following, this is the continuing, true account, about the fun and frolicks that I have enjoyed over the last 4 decades sharing my truly hot wife C. You can read this as it is, but there’s an unbelievable 18 episodes getting to this point… As I had found a younger lover, C was a bit put out. She had always said it wasn’t really fair, s...

Si visits my wife Following on from our successful first meeting with Si, my wife asked if I minded if he called when I wasn’t at home. There was a reason for this. A few years earlier,I started a relationship with a woman half my age. C wasn’t impressed, but as she had been getting “extras” for several years, and swapping hadn’t worked for us. (We’d tried it, but to be honest, I liked to watch her being fucked too much,...

Si comes (twice) Continued Si was laid back, eyes closed, his arms reaching back to the bed-head for traction. My wife was straddled across him, her arse going up and down , like a fiddler’s elbow. She was fucking him like she hadn’t had cock for months. The fact that we’d both cum in her and made her orgasm continuously, only minutes earlier, forgotten. Her breasts were compressed on his chest, giving her leverage to thr...

Si comes (twice) Wednesday was a flurry of beauty appointments. C always looked good and well groomed, but she liked to be freshly waxed and pampered before enjoying the attention of a new lover. Normally we’d have a week for these preparations to take place, but I’d agreed Si’s first visit was to be in two days time. Thursday afternoon she had a perfumed bubble bath, I’d bought her a rather sexy cream silk camisole and F...

Si. If you’ve been following my reminiscing, you’ll know that my last tale involved my wife’s friend, Lou, there is a final tale to her involvement in our lives. I’ve written it, but you need to know about Sy first. Not because he was included, but from a timeframe point of view. We were in between “friends” I’d been spoilt, and C thought she deserved some extra cock. Back in our day, and probably as would be now, there w...

After my wife’s “naughtiness” with her 4 young firemen, we were both hyped up for further fun and frolics, but things took a turn. Lou had fallen for “her” fireman and he’d fallen for her. Apparently, so she’d told C, he had a rather large cock and knew what to do with it. I could understand what he saw in Lou, she was definitely a yummy mummy. But he was not keen on Lou and C going clubbing on Friday nights. So obviously...

So following on from my last reminiscence once again, C was going out clubbing with her newly single friend, Lou. We’d had a lot of sexy fun during the week, reliving her “naughtiness “ Whilst playing with her clit, she’d get me to make up scenarios of what might have happened if she’d let the 4 young guys fuck her. This sort of foreplay is how we got into playing with others. It started with the fiesta wives magazine, an...

I didn’t always pimp my wife If you’ve been reading my reminiscences about C, my wife for over 40 years, you’ll be aware of her enthusiasm for sex, prior to having a series of minor strokes, that completely killed her sex drive. Predominantly, extra curricular activities involved another man. She’d ask me to be a pimp for her and find a guy to join us for sex. She loved the attention and she would orgasm continuously when...

The massuer We’d been to the massuer a couple of times. He worked out of a nudist club not far from where we lived. To be honest, it had never been that enthralling. The club was a bit seedy, the jacuzzi never seemed clean and at the time of day we could go, it was full of fat old blokes. (A bit like I am these days haha) One of the downsides was having to drive home after a slightly erotic and relaxing massage. I suggest...

Paul Paul was a gentleman. Slightly older than us, very polite, well dressed and well mannered. We met him in the pub, at his request, “ just in case I’m not suitable, it saves any embarrassment “ When we got back from the pub, C went straight upstairs, “just give me five minutes, boys” She was laying on the bed, nice new deep purple silk underwear and black stay-ups. Paul stood and admired her…”you’re very lucky, S, your...

After the partial success with Bob, C was keen for me to find her another cock. We had another couple of “one night stands” which were fun, but not really what we were looking for. She preferred a “regular “ and to be honest, the sex was better with someone who was completely relaxed and comfortable with us both, and that only really comes with familiarity. Because it was about us as a couple. I didn’t mind the sexual clo...

C wasn’t put off by our initial internet meeting. (See I pimped my wife 7) She was looking forward to our arranged meeting with Bob. Because we’d been a bit more thorough with checking this guy, we were both certain he was what we wanted and he’d turn up. She didn’t want to “mess about wasting time talking “ and insisted I book an hotel room. We had a few days to wait before our meet. I’d never known her so excited. And i...

I pimped my wife 7 We were surprised that Bill stopped calling, but he did. After a month, C was missing her extra portion. She was wearing me out, not that I complained. “What are you going to do about me getting extra cock and cum” she complained one day, after she’d drained me, yet again. It was in the early days of home computers. We’d got one. We’d found the porn channels, then the swingers online clubs. Tentatively...

I pimped my wife 6 Bill became a fixture in our sex lives. He would visit once a week to begin with. We loved it, when we weren’t getting excited that he’d be joining us in a couple of day, we were re-living the action we’d been getting up to. And this went on for about 5 years, his visits getting less frequent, but still at least a couple of times a month. After about 5 years, he told us he was not going to join us anymo...