Naughty Wife Flings

Lonely housewives and naughty hot wives confess private sex stories and extramarital affairs

Biker wife for Halloween

I just met this young man in an adult dating site and already I’m so into him. How young? Well let’s just say he only recently ended university schooling and is yet to find a job… Nevertheless, he’s hot! His name is Taylor. Best thing about him is that he’s into married women! It’s actually his fetish, he says, to go fool around with wife flings. He says the excitement of a discreet affair with a married woman—and also fucking the brains out of one, of course—always thrills him. He’s always wanted to meet a wife who’s wild enough to satisfy his horny curiosity with older women

This weekend his friend four towns away is throwing a Halloween party—a wild one, he says. And by wild, it means everyone’s going all out… starting with their costumes! I’m taking it as a warning and so I’ve prepared my sexy costume sure to put a tent inside all those horny studs’ pants once they see me in it: my hot biker mom costume. Here’s my inspiration:

Hot, right? Well mine’s almost finished and by the time Taylor sees me in it he’ll either want to stare at me all night or do me senseless in front of his equally horny friends. Well, a MILF’s got to do what a MILF’s got to do, right?

— Odette

Special date for my birthday

My birthday’s 9 days from now and it makes me sad that my husband will be trapped in a project in Hong Kong for three more weeks. He’s the head architect in their company and it’s impossible for him to leave the site even if just for a couple of days. My daughter, on the other hand, is honeymooning with her new husband in Switzerland and I don’t want to ruin it. She said she’ll be able to visit me after two months…

Which now depresses me even more. It’s bad enough that I’m already in menopause, all I’d wanted was to have the perfect birthday celebration this year so as to forget all about my age. But look at me now: aging and lonely. But it’s not their fault my husband just got promoted and my lovely daughter got married—I couldn’t be more glad and excited for them. I just want to keep some celebration for myself too…

I wonder. Maybe I should try this adult dating I keep seeing online. Well, I can’t very well go out there and find myself a birthday date—I’m not that adventurous. Something discreet would be nice. Something private. Something special to do for this lonely wife looking for fun in her birthday… My husband doesn’t need to know, of course. That’s it! I will have my perfect birthday on my own. This lonely house wife will have fun, and it’s gonna be my little dirty secret…

— Cherie

Bagging new toys… and some

I could never thank that cheating housewives site enough—and I was only in my first trial date, no less. It was just the first but already this house wife looking for fun has had the thrills of an affair and much more. By much more, I mean more romance and even more sex in just one afternoon!

As soon as we reached Henry’s house we were all over each other. We almost stripped all our clothes in the garage—I couldn’t stop squeezing his dick and he couldn’t get his lips and tongue off my boobs and his finger in my pussy. He asked if I wanted something to drink, I naughtily said I already had one in his car. We laughed. He kissed me on the cheek, his finger tickling my clit, then he whispered I go ahead to his room second door upstairs while he gets some water to drink…

He wasn’t kidding with his former job as a dildo model. In the first room he kept a shelf of dildos “molded” after him. A couple of these would be good whenever my husband leaves me all alone at home horny, I joked to myself, and suddenly I found myself missing my husband’s dick too… “I see you found my private museum. You like it?” Henry was at the door, jeans still unbuttoned. My eyes shifted to his crotch and all memory of my husband went to the backseat.

“I am loving something else right now,” I said, licking my lips, then approached him with my eyes fixed on his bulge. He led me to his room where a queen-size bed awaited. He threw me on it, then slowly removed his pants. In less than a minute I was completely naked on his bed… I spread my legs and played with my clit in front of him. He got more excited and in second he lunged at me to eat my pussy. I got so wet by his skillfull lips and tongue that the more aroused I get the harder he ate me. He let me suck on his fingers while his free hand played with my tits. He was returning the favor of the blowjob I gave him minutes ago… until I came to his face. He let me catch my breath first, but before I got back to my senses I felt the tip of his dripping cock teasing my pussy lips. He already got a condom on and he was more than ready to do me. “So you’re one of those cheating housewives looking for fun in this town, huh? Let me give you want you want…”

He pushed his dick all the way in like he wanted to occupy my entire womb. It was his first thrust into my pussy but he already pushed all inches in, and I loved it. The last time my hubby did that to me was before I gave birth to our eldest child… but then again it was a different man and not my husband fucking me and I ought to just enjoy it. And enjoy this lonely wife did. I spread even wider and Henry fucked me deeper and deeper. He moved closer so he was in complete missionary position over me, leaning down to suck on my nipples a little while he continued pumping my pussy. We were both loving the moment—I was having a dream fling while he was having “taste of the women” in our area. I came hard while he fucked me nonstop, and in between grunts he began calling me names, which only turned me on more. When he was about to cum his thrusts became harder and faster… then in a flash he pulled out stood up, then showered my body almost completely with steamy goo. We went to the bathroom to clean ourselves, touching each other’s body while we did, then went back to his bed and talked for a couple of hours. By 5PM we were driving back to the bus station. He left me with his personal number… I took a cab home…

With a bag containing two new, “original” toys.

— Monique