My first time

Transcript

Welcome to the Pineapple Pin-Up Podcast, The Hot Wife Life. Today I want to tell you about my first experience with being a hot wife. It started with a lot of conversation with my husband. That he actually wanted this. That I could trust that he actually wanted this. That can be the hardest part of starting in life, trusting that your partner knows what they can handle. As women especially, we go through life trying to shave off the rough edges for everyone. This can lead us to trying to protect someone that doesn't need protection.

It took me a long time to believe that my husband was truly prepared for the emotional baggage that comes from essentially being cheated on. Here's the rub. If you say you're ready, but you are not, it leads to resentment and anger towards someone who is just trying to give you what you said that you wanted. That's the building blocks of divorce, if you ask me. That's why I took more than a little convincing. I needed to be very sure that he was in fact ready for the backlash of what was to come. Convinced of his honesty and self-evaluation, I took steps to make it happen. I'm a large woman.

Sexy and confident, sure, but still not a model. I know going in that attraction is not something that can really be faked. So I cultivated a source that I knew to be attracted. I had met him through my work. We flirted and I knew that he was very interested. We will call him Joe. So I began to flirt with Joe via text. I showed my husband the text and we worked for a few weeks towards the goal. The goal being meeting in a hotel. I booked a room at a hotel a mile from my house. I texted Joe to let him know to come over.

I texted my husband to let him know where I was, the room number, and the approximate time that Joe was going to show up. He texted back that he was going to a bar across the street to get a shot and then he was heading home to wait for me. He texted me that he was not sure if our marriage was going to survive, but he was a mixture of excited and scared. He got his drink and then headed home, and while he was there, he waited, his cock stiff behind his fly. He was anxious and horny. He sat there trying to bide time while his mind swirled with thoughts of what I was doing.

Meanwhile, my friend Joe had arrived. We chatted for a bit and it was not sexy talk. I am not a small talk kind of girl. I'm a strip down and get busy kind of girl. I am not emotionally tied to sex and trying to make everybody else emotionally comfortable is actually kind of disconcerting for me. I stripped down and I headed to the bed. I had my wand and I started to get myself going. My friend, of course, followed suit. I think the important thing to know about me is that I am a squirter and not a cute splash. It's more like that puddle we call a lake.

I tell my friend I need him to wake up my G-spot, and Joe fingered me, but his nail was sharp and he ended up scratching me. It wasn't a noticeable pain beyond maybe a wince when it happened, but it does tie in later, trust me. So, my G-spot is awake, my clint is nicely buzzing, and he decides it's time for him to join. He slides inside, and while he's pumping away at me, he starts talking about his tires. Now, before he'd shown up, Joe had taken his car to the shop because he needed tires and because he'd gotten a flat.

He was very ADD, which from my perspective was not hot at all, but I'm a tough, I'm not a tough sell give me the opportunity I am going to race for that orgasm I just upped the vibe on my wand and I powered through of course I squirted all over him and the bed he takes that as his cue and he comes he looks down at the bed and there's discoloration in my squirt it's blood from the scratch and he looks horrified oh babe I think you started your period he said Thank you.

and there's discoloration in my squirt it's blood from the scratch and he looks horrified oh babe I think you started your period he said I doubt that as I have had a hysterectomy his second guess was that I think I stretched you with my huge cock too much I broke your vagina I'm a good hostess and I did not laugh in his face and I did reassure him that I was fine he felt relieved and I figured there would be around two because I had this hotel room and time he was so distracted by his tires that he had to go. And I had a real crisis of confidence for about 32 seconds.

Then I jumped up, grabbed my clothes, texted my husband, and headed out. The most awkward part was walking past the front desk that I'd literally checked into less than an hour ago. I had told them when I checked in that there was construction going on at my house and I needed a quiet place to work. So when I headed out, I just told them I was having trouble getting my laptop to connect to the Wi-Fi.

So I may may not be a genius but I feel like I lie like one so off I go five minutes later I'm home now my husband has gotten an unexpected visitor while I was at the hotel my friend had shown up and when I came home he was watching tv in the living room with our friend. And I sat down across the room, lounging on the couch, and started texting him details of what had happened in the hotel. I know, so cruel of me. I told him about the wand, his long, fat cock, the way he pounded me so my tits were bouncing all around. I told him about coming on him and soaking the bed.

I told him about how Joe had come so hard that he couldn't get the condom off in time to come on my tits as we had planned. After about 45 minutes of torturing my husband from across the room. He texted me back and begged me to do something about our friend. Because he was dying. I sent a laugh emoji and then I got rid of our friend. And he grabbed me by the arm, drug me to the bedroom and prostrated to strip me bare and throw me on the bed, fucking me like a wild man.

When we had both come, me several more times than him, of course, we lay there and I told him all of the details, including the tire, the scratch, and the thought that he had broken my vagina. Now, I'm not saying it's impossible to hurt a woman's vagina, but seriously, if she's wet enough that you can fuck her easily, chances are she is going to stretch to fit your cock. I mean, seriously, that's the hole we push babies out of. I know your cock is huge, but baby huge?

As long as you're safe, sane, and consensual, and she is prepped, because despite what you may think, we are not all walking around with swamp pussy all the time, you need to do some legwork. make sure it's comfortable and pleasurable for everyone my biggest turn on is dirty talk it makes me crazy hot but that's not the same for all women find out what the lady likes and all you really have to do is ask because we know the terrain. We have the operating instructions. And if she doesn't know or is too shy to tell you, then ask her if you can explore.

We aren't born knowing how to fuck for pleasure. So start with exploration and see where that leads. Do not be afraid to make some mistakes. If you realize you don't like something, chalk it up to learning more about yourself and your partner. I honestly believe that sex should be fun and funny and entertaining and pleasurable. So I'm actually known in my kink circles of being kind of a comedian because I like to laugh. I think it feels good and I think having sex and laughing feels good at the same time. But again, I'm not a hard sell.

It's not hard to get me to come and so many a bed has been ruined by my desire to get off alright so I guess that's it for today if you any questions or comments, please feel free to hit me up at pineapplepinuppod at gmail.com. If you like the show, please subscribe and share. Give it to a friend who you think might be interested. I hope to hear from you. Come back and listen again. Bye!