From Hotwife to Hooker

In the beginning we had discussed our past in great detail which at times led to very intense sex and we knew there was no need for us to place restrictions on each other as far as having or even acting on our fantasies. Mine were all targeted toward her and her very blatant need for more than one man in her life for sexual gratification. She didn't need someone other than me to love, she needed strangers to take her the way she loved and needed to be used. We both realized she would never be satisfied by just one man. She needed variety and the best way for her to achieve that would be with a variety of men. Usually the more decadent the sex the better she liked it. She loved it when they took complete charge of her and made her into what they wanted at the time. Sometimes she loved it rough. The rougher the better. Sometimes she wanted to be exposed to others. At times she goes to great lengths to expose herself to an audience. She even did stripping on stage and followed up with lap dances and even private dances which ended up with her being well fucked as I sat nearby waiting on her. The life of a hotwife's husband is anything but boring. I have felt the excitement for a couple of decades now and I wouldn't take anything for the best of life between us.

She had told me of a time in her life just out of school when she was just eighteen. She had flown the coop to get away from her family to start her exploration of who she was and who she wanted to be.

As it turned out, being a bartender in a New Orleans bar would be her first stop. The bar was very popular with the locals and tourists both. She had found a constant supply of new men to seduce especially as the tourists would frequent the place. She became friendly with the girls that hung out there to find out they were actually working girls. Since she had been very active sexually since very early in her life the thought intrigued her to the extent she eagerly learned from them how it worked. She then decided to charge for the sex she already enjoyed and kill two birds with one stone. She was now a full fledged prostitute. She referred to herself not as an escort or prostitute but she used the term whore. She told me something about the word made her tingle from her throat to her cunt as she referred to it. The dirtiness of it turned her on to a great extent. She told me that being bought and paid for was as hot as it could get. She liked knowing that she was attractive enough for men to spend money for a short time with her. She enjoyed her work. She let me know that she was also very popular.

She lived this lifestyle for about a year before she decided that she needed to do something different with her life and joined the Army. Being the very attractive girl she was, made this a very interesting life for her time there. Other stories will come from that period of time.

Now back to the present. We are married and in love. She has been very active in being a hotwife. We both embrace it as a great lifestyle. She would go out hunting and searching for another thrill with strange men. Sometimes more than one. As she would tell me of her hotwife adventures when she would return to me afterwards, she would refer to herself as being a whore for them. I'm not sure she even realized she was using the term that she seemed to enjoy using. One of the major thrills was getting to watch as she seduced or was seduced by one or more strangers for a night of debauchery.

At one point in time as she was picking her men from a long line up at the casinos, she found a favorite fuckbuddy that was a manager of the hosts at our favorite casino.

We both found him to be a lot of fun and maybe even a little kinkier than me. He loved having her for a fuckbuddy with no strings sex. He even got off on watching her as she enjoyed the smorgasbord of men floating through the casino. He told me once that sometimes he would watch the security cameras in the hotel hallways to get a glimpse of the men and women going to the rooms for obvious sex. He included her in that group and would let me know how much he enjoyed watching her as she would walk with her men and a few times he even got to watch her as she made her walk of shame back to our room. I'm not sure about him but the conversations about her would make me hard as diamonds and just want to hear more.

He told me about several times when he would even share her with a couple of his colleagues which I knew about already but he didn't know just how much she and I shared with each other even though the first time they decided to fuck, she had him call me on the phone as they were fucking and tell me the details of what they were doing right then.

He encouraged her to let him know what she fantasized about and would go to great lengths to make her fantasies come to life for her. She of course couldn't help but let him know how much it turned her on to be physically exposed to strange men, or especially crowds. He told her she had already been doing that as the security cameras had caught her many times in the elevators and hallways as she was sometimes making out with her new men. This was something she found to be extremely hot. They also knew what she looked like mostly undressed as she would inevitably be partially nude on the way to hers or their rooms. This lit a spark in her even I was surprised by. When we found ourselves alone on an elevator she would go crazy making out with me or whomever she was with getting her clothes removed for her private audience in the security room sometimes on the big screen. More times than not she would end up on her knees with someone's cock in her mouth. Sometimes it would be me and sometimes it would be her man or men of the evening. This was making her crazy hot.

She started enjoying the walks of shame even more now. On the nights when there was no walk of shame to take she would wait until the wee hours of the morning and find a reason to walk nearly naked from the room to the ice machine and strut her stuff for the cameras.

When she finally revealed her fantasy to him about being paid for sex or as she would so blatantly express it the way it sounded best for her "It would be so hot to be bought and paid for and be just a whore for them", he took the ball and ran with it. It was good for his business and she would reward him with some great sex afterwards. The first time he whored her out was an evening she had gone to the casino leaving me at home working in my home office. He had shared her with a couple of his colleagues and he told her they had paid for her services. She thought he was just role playing but as it turned out he was telling the truth. He had gotten so excited about her being his personal whore that he took her right after they finished and then sent her home to me. It was extremely hot hearing her tell me the details of her first night as his personal whore and the way she was bought and paid for. After they had been so well rewarded she would then come back to me for even hotter sex as she would recall to me the details of her evening of prostitution with the wealthy, demanding and sometimes very dominant men she had serviced that evening. She would be thrilled by the way she was controlled and taken. She told me of all the filthy things they would say and do to her as she was servicing them however they liked it. She also found that being a married whore was very popular. They continued this for about a year or maybe a little longer. During this time she had found a few favorites that she would continue to see even after her days as a prostitute were over. She had been paid for a huge variety of desires.

It would usually happen once a week and rarely more than that. It could be anything from one on one to performing for parties in the private rooms. Some of the suites were large enough to accommodate small groups. The men were always vetted by him and most of them were well known by him previously.

She was particularly fond of the parties as she was passed from one to the other until she had pleased them all. Most of them paid for the sex from her but occasionally there would be some that just wanted to watch as she was used by their buddies. There were a very few that would watch and then just wanted to eat her out after the others were finished. They all paid for her services and it thrilled her.

There are quite a few stories that come from that period when even more of her fantasies were realized excitedly by her.

It was always exciting and the hours waiting for her to come back to our room were excruciating but well worth the wait. It really turned her on knowing that she was desirable enough to entice so many to pay for her short term services. Her biggest issue when she was at the casino was that she didn't have the freedom to pick her boy toys for the night. We did find other places to find her new playmates so now she had the best of both worlds.

Of course one of the major parts of our incredible sex was when she would bring me her stories after she had been with her strangers for the night. One of her needs was to be with strangers. She let me know how that made it even dirtier and hotter for her. It was also a thrill for me to watch any of the scenes that played out to make up her nights.

Her nights to play the whore were fast and dirty. We would sometimes be playing a game and then her pimp (John) would show up.

"You have someone waiting for you in room number so and so."

I would immediately grow hard and get excited as much for her as for my expectations for when she would return to me. John would let her know if they had clean cards so she could have them the way she loved so much. She wanted to be filled and running over when she had taken all they could give.

One of her incidents that sticks out and I think it probably is one that comes back up more often than others is this next short excerpt from a longer story.

John called and told her to get a fresh wax and pampered at the spa for a day on his ticket. He told her he had a special guest that spent a lot of dough with them and needed to be taken care of all night long. She was the choice he made as he had noticed her before when she was on John's arm. He loved the wedding rings and the long hair and big boobs and the way she was so submissive to John.

We arrived and went to the room John had reserved for us. One of the perks of her profession. She had the day for her spa treatment which she loved and was also a perk. She got dressed for the night and it was only a few minutes when she got the message to immediately head for the room where her newest client was waiting for her.

The story she told me when she returned the next morning completely used up but glowing and so turned on it was unbelievable.

What started her night with him:

As she knocked on his door it started opening from her knock. She peered in to find a man that looked like a professional athlete standing about six and a half tall. Broad shoulders and a suit that had to be fitted by a tailor to show his physique so well.

As she started to stroll over to him, he told her, "Stop and don't come another inch.

You have ten seconds to be out of everything but your shoes and stockings and on your knees with my cock in your mouth."

She took particular notice that neither of them had closed the door. She could very well be showing the whole world what a submissive whore she was.

She said she almost climaxed at that command and it continued the rest of the night with him being just as demanding as the first sentence he addressed her with.

This was a dream come true for her. She loved having no choice and being under his total control.

He ended up being one of her favorite clients and even as she left the whore role behind she kept going back to him when he would ask.

There were so many men and so many different situations so the stories are plentiful.