The Wall

No, am not unfaithful. I let the bulls use my body but my soul belongs to my husband. He knows that very well. He doesn't think I am unfaithful and nor do i.

Hi shefaali... You are just amazing.. I read your mother's story. It was so sexy. If possible can you narrate other incidences also.

Thank you for the kind words. i don’t write very frequently, only when i feel inspired enough from a particular image and it stimulates my memory, I try to jot it down. I will remember your request though.

Hi Shefaali,

Thanks for sharing your stories here and as I saw others posting, I am glad you came back as well ;)

Your writing style is very engaging and I love reading your blogs and you are a very good writer (even if you just dump your thoughts :p).

And I just wanted to ask if you enjoy being the center of attention for multiple men together? :)

Hello,

I really do not know if I ever got to answer this ask. I am thankful to you for the kind words. There have been times (not very frequent though) when I was fortunate to be the centre of attention of more than just one man.

How does it feel to be a hotwife ?

I was very apprehensive of how it would be to let random men, men who I have hardly ever met before to fuck me, sometimes completely random strangers who neither me nor my stag would have met before.

I would think that the way my stag had planned my transition and metamorphosis from being a wife to a hotwife is really remarkable.It took him time to convince me of the potential pleasures, but I believe he found an eager student in me. So beginning with men who would be known to me, or at least to him, we gradually moved on to men that he, or even I would fancy...yes, he also inculcated in me the need to fancy men and then letting them hunt me down to boost their masculine ego.

In short, yes, I am happy to be a hotwife now and I have no regrets about my decision.

And why won't they?

Can v connect dear

We already are connected. There can't be any more connection than this.☺️

Your blog is a window into your mind and I love peaking into that window. Waiting for your next post. And thanks for everything you have written here.

Thank you for the kind words.

If sex with men other than my husband makes me guilty of infidelity, then yes, I am guilty. But I have learned over time to keep love and lust separately. My love (and the associated sex) is reserved for my husband, who by the way is amazing when it comes to get me to suffer a mini-death with every orgasm; but I also have a stag who shares me with other bulls…and I do equally enjoy the other parallel life.

A friend of my best friend always loved flirting with me, and I kind of flirted back. I tried to avoid meeting him alone. Somewhere along things got serious and one of the days when he had come to my house while my husband was away, he touched me casually. It felt good and I didn’t stop him. This photo is a beautiful representation of the reaction that I had when eventually he carried me to our bedroom and I pulled his underwear off to see a really attractive and well formed erection spring out. I wondered how he could keep that inside without being understood from outside. He fucked me twice that evening and I was a permanent invitee to all his parties thereafter. Been to his house many times since, most willingly.