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@princesslillian
Appreciation for all Mothers today 😘❤️
How can I meet up with a beautiful woman like you?
If this was a serious inquiry you, wouldn’t have those shades on…but I’ll play along. First, we would talk for a bit through here. Maybe exchange face pics if we seem to have a connection. Then you get to meet and talk with my husband and if that goes well, we can meet. It’s a process, I know, but our safety and discretion is first priority, then it’s all about having a genuine connection with not only me, but also my husband, because if he doesn’t like you, it’s not going to work. We do this for additional fun and kink, so I can afford to be picky and take my time finding the perfect fit.
I think your process is perfect 😉😍😘🔥
Everyday 😉…Mrs😎
Let me talk to the men
The men married to the moms we all love so much. Sunday is Mother’s day and I’m kicking off a new theme “Sexy With Her Clothes On” I think that will be a wonderful theme on Mother’s Day.
I’m asking men to send me tasteful but sexy photos of mom fully dressed. I’m hoping that because these photos will be rated PG or G that more moms will show their face or partial face in these photos. I have already posted (re-blog) several examples taged #sexy with her clothes on to give you an idea of what I’m looking for.
Start sending them now up until Saturday afternoon because I won’t be active on tumblr on mother’s day. I’ll schedule them and operate on auto pilot.
Monday is still “Beautiful Mom Monday” so don’t neglect that or I’ll have to reblog all the mother’s day photos then 🙂
Posting this twice a day through Saturday.
your kinks are normal
Don’t let anyone fool you. It is not your responsibility to keep entertaining the opinions of others who disagree with the lifestyle you have chosen to live.
You have an obligation to your heart and soul to pursue the things that make you the happiest. So accept all of your kinks and live your best life! :)
Your kinks are awesome and so are you!
More original hotwife confessions here: Hotwife Confessions Our own pics here: Becoming Hotwife
Absolutely. Stop denying your kinks.. life’s too short to not have what you want
Please do
Few words…
I remember I wrote something like that on my previous blog (fuck-me-till-the-end), but I can’t find it so… lets start. 🤠
I have this blog with a lot of porn, sex etc but that doesn’t mean I’m horny all the time or I’m horny whore/slut/bitch/cunt who only waiting for your dick pic in my inbox.
For fuck sake.. it’s really disgusting and boring to see all the time almost the same thing, mostly without my permission. I know that most of you are horny not only because of my blog but of others too, and you think at this time with your dickhead but think about other person sometimes. I’m not telling that everybody do the same things, cuz their not, I don’t wanna offend anybody.
Also why some of you can’t understand that I don’t send nudes or I don’t sext? I dont have to do that so that’s the reason to call me a cunt? lol no.
Lately I was thinking about one idea, maybe one day I’ll get all your dick pic and post it with your nickname on it? to show everybody what you got. 😊😑
Also how you would feel about receiving all the time dick pic? ( big, small, medium, hairy, gross, fat, thin, bald, cut, uncut, sometimes with rash on it). Not every girl likes something like that here, not everyone wants to rate it. So use your brain sometimes.
And stop calling me arrogant cold fuckedup bitchy stupid slut cuz u’re the one who made me in that way 😉 when I say no to you, you got angry at me cuz I didn’t do something like you wanted and then it’s my fault ?! That’s the reason to telling me I was rude or mean? 😠
Still I don’t wanna offend people who are really good ones ☺️
Have a great night/day, CHEERS! 🤗
Amen
15,000 Followers?!?
We are humbled. And honored. And deliciously delighted to know you’re “enjoying” our pics, and that we’ve appealed to so many in so short a time. Please know that we’re thrilled by your interest, and we genuinely care to please our 15,000+ followers. (Wow!) Thank you all for your continued support with what remains our primary outlet for our freaky inclinations at the moment.
Thanks for your encouraging comments, your naughty offers and flirty innuendos, your likes, your reblogs, your questions and submissions. We love this community. We love chatting and learning, and sharing our deep dark desires with one another. Thanks again, and we hope you all continue to enjoy the view!
Congratulations 🍾🎈🎊🎉
Hotwife Thoughts - Volume 1 - “Fantasy and Reality”
Some years ago, before I met “D” and before I even imagined that I would be partaking in anything resembling the Hotwife Lifestyle, I began to have certain fantasies. I would fantasize about threesomes, swinging, and even the occasional “gang bang” (what girl hasn’t, right?). I mainly imagined these fantasies when I was alone, pleasuring myself, as my husband at the time and I did not have the greatest of sex lives (that’s another story entirely). My fantasies would get pretty involved…I could picture the way that the men were touching me, their hands on my skin, around my neck, gripping my waist as they took turns taking me - usually vigorously. I never admitted to anyone about having these fantasies, because my marriage was on shaky ground, I didn’t feel comfortable or safe in sexual situations with my husband at the time, and, I guess, it was partially because “good girls” didn’t have these types of fantasies.
Fast forward to now…I’m divorced and I’ve met the man of my dreams. He’s everything that I’ve ever wanted; he makes me feel safe, loved and secure. There is this one little thing, though…this little thing involving sexual desires. I’m extremely sexual and I have an active sexual imagination, but when it comes to acting out these fantasies, it’s never been the easiest thing in the world for me. In the beginning, things with “D” and I were purely on the fantasy level. I would write him stories detailing fantasy sexual encounters, and we would talk about all of the dirty and fun little things that turned us on. At some point, though, things turned from fantasy to reality when he started asking me “would you really do this”. At first I said, “of course I would, baby” (I was playing along with the fantasy), and then I began to have difficulty distinguishing whether he was actually “playing” or suggesting I do this for real.
Making the jump to “for real” is a big thing. I don’t think I’m alone in this. For women especially, there are a lot of emotions surrounding the idea of being a Hotwife. The number one thing for me was the idea that while I wanted desperately to do whatever I possibly could to keep the man of my dreams - who basically rescued me from the belief that I would never find love again - happy and interested, I also struggled with his desire to “share” me. People don’t share the things they care about the most, do they? Kids like to keep their best toys for themselves…so they don’t get broken. Was it really so easy for him to put me out there so that I could possibly be “broken”, or so that our relationship could get “broken”? If it was that easy, did he really love me the way that I loved him?
I feel I need to say that I have zero desire to share “D” whatsoever…he’s my man and while the “fantasy idea” of him thrusting himself into another woman while I watch is undeniably sexy, making that into a reality would probably cause me to lose my mind. I have tried many times over to “be okay” with the idea of sharing him, but I just can’t seem to get there. Does this mean that I’m somehow less evolved than he is? Does it mean that I care about our relationship more than he does because I fear the consequences of him being with someone else? Would I actually like it if it happened even though every fiber of my being says “no”? I don’t know the answers…
Eventually, “D” was able to convince me (at least enough) that his wanting to share me did not mean that he loved me any less…it meant that he actually loved me more (crazy “upside down world” thought right there) because he trusted that I could go out and be with someone else and come back to him afterwards. So, I tried it…I went on a few dates, had a few minor sexual encounters and eventually went on a date where I went “all the way” - and let me tell you, I got “fucked sideways” (pardon the term) by the Bull that I chose. It was certainly an experience that I will never forget; this man did things to me that have never been done before or since.
After my first “all the way” encounter, I found myself having strange feelings…I actually liked this guy. I wondered what it would be like to be with him again, or more often. I wanted him to hold me after we were finished, and when he did…I enjoyed it. My head pressed against his neck, listening to him breathe and talk to me as he stroked my hair. It was very romantic and very…nice. And then I felt guilty…terribly so. I thought about “D” and how much I loved him, and I wondered what fickle part of myself was able to have any shred of emotional feeling for this guy who I had just been with when I really only did it to please “D” in the first place. Confusion was an angry tide, and I was being pulled out to sea.
Was it sexy? Yes. Was it everything I had hoped it would be? Not entirely. Why did I do it? That’s the big question, and the simple answer is that I wanted to make my man’s fantasy of having a Hotwife come true, although I can’t deny there was a part of me that was curious or turned on by it all…it was, after all, a fantasy that I had just made a reality. Lastly, and most selfishly, I did it because of the reaction that “D” said he would have once I had done it. I had made a grand gesture by stepping out of my comfort zone and doing something crazy, and he was going to return “the favor” (if you can call it that) to me by doing all of the things that I crave most as a woman - romance, grand gestures, writing me music, desiring me uncontrollably and loving me even more than he had before.
So, here we are today and I am mulling over the ideas of fantasy vs. reality and how we get from one to the other. I’m wondering how much of our fantasies should be acted upon, and if we acted upon them all, would we still derive the same sexual pleasure and charge from them. Would we still “return the favor” to one another in the same ways? Would we be changed somehow? I’m wondering whether once you act upon a fantasy if other things are still as meaningful or fulfilling. Will my man ever be as turned on by “just me” as he is by me being with another man?
I’m also wondering about my fantasies… I’m wondering why I’ve been so hesitant to act some of them out. Is it because there is still some puritanical aspect to my psyche that tells me that I should be with only one man forever? Would it feel good to be between two men, feeling their hands on my skin, feeling one inside of me while I take another into my mouth, bringing them both to orgasm and tasting their sweet offerings? I’m sure that it would…how couldn’t it? Would I derive an undeniable sexual power from giving the ultimate pleasure to more than one man at the same time, or to multiple men at different times? Of course I would. If, though, I embark upon a quest to fulfill these fantasies, will the “regular” ever be enough anymore? I suppose only time will tell. :) - S
She deserves it and I know it
I deserve it, and get it!!😈😈😈
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