The Life & Times of a Hot Wife

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My first ever toy boy.
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When seeking a lover one night
On a kinky fetish dating site
I came across an ad
From a well endowed lad
And I thought that he'd be just right.

His ad had a photo with it
Which had an effect on my clit
His cock was thick and long
It was a well proportioned prong
And I knew I'd make good use of it.

Whenever I'm on the hunt
I tell my cuckold up front
He loves our lifestyle
And he's known a long while
He'll never put his boi clit in my cunt.

So I started a chat with this lad
He wanted kinky sex really bad
His ambition, he said,
Was to take a M.I.L.F. to bed
To fuck her till she was really glad.

This sounded just perfect to me
I could barely contain all my glee
We arranged right away
To meet up on Saturday
At a hotel (not for afternoon tea!)

So as not to tell him a lie
I confessed that Richard and I
Had for long years been wed
And still shared the same bed
But he only got my cream pie.

We met at the hotel, as planned
The lad looked attractive, sun tanned
Slim, tall, nice warm smile.
I thought "This'll take a while,
It's not gonna be a one night stand!"

Back home, my cuckold declared,
"Welcome. I hope you're prepared.
Olwen deserves lots of love,
So to the heavens above,
I hope that you're brave and not scared.",

Oh! The youth had some staying power!
He fucked me for over an hour.
Up my arse, in my twat,
And then after that,
He fucked me again in the shower.

Richard watched all from his chair
He had the best view from there.
His cock lock grew tight,
But I knew he'd be alright
After cream pie. Well, fair is fair!

Eventually George called "Time out"
He'd given of his best, without doubt.
It was time for cream pie,
Richard's hopes were quite high
He was prepared like a real boy scout.

He buried his face 'twixt my thighs,
And I laughed at the look in George's eyes
Richard sucked out the cum
From my cunt and my bum
This is true. I never tell lies!

When I was cleaned up and cum free
I had an urgent desire to pee
On Richard's face I sat
And I opened my twat
To let my piss flow which satisfied me.

Meanwhile George was quite fully restored
I didn't want him getting bored
"Clean up George as well
Because I can tell
He's ready for round two, I'm assured."

I pushed Richard cuckold really near
To George, then I said "Now, my dear.
Suck his cock nice and clean
You know what I mean..."
"But Olwen," gasped George "I'm not queer."

I smiled, and Richard did too
It was obvious that both of us knew
The fucking I'd just had
From the cock of this young lad
Showed that he really did know how to screw.

"George darling, I really must say
It's quite clear that you are not gay.
Now let Richard suck your cock
Till it's clean and hard as rock
Then we'll go again if I have my way!"

Richard licked George's balls and his shaft,
He cleaned up that cock fore and aft
And, this is the truth,
That vigorous youth
Was soon hard again. Oh! How I laughed.

Six months went by in a flash
George continued to pleasure my gash
We fucked by night and by day
And I really must say
Our behaviour was sometimes quite rash.

I made Richard drive us one night
To a notorious, well known, dogging site
And on the back seat of the car
George fucked like a porn star
He knew how to please me alright.

But as one ex-Beatle said, "All things pass,"
And one day, after fucking my arse,
George explained with a sob
That he'd got a new job
Which paid him a whole lot more brass.

What could I do, but concede
That he'd always satisfied my need
I wouldn't beg him to stay,
Because that's not my way
So from our liason, George was freed.

Being fucked by young George had been brill
Just thinking of him gave a thrill
Was I still a Hot Wife
Or would I live vanilla life?
The thought of that gave me a chill.

So back to fetish dating went I
And I cast my sex-deprived eye
Over hundreds of ads
From sons, uncles and dads
Hoping I'd get someone new by-and-by.

And guess what dear reader, I did!
This time it wasn't a young kid.
But a man aged just thirty
Who was both kinky and dirty
And who went by the name of Big Sid.

I've been with Big Sid many years
We've loved, laughed and shed a few tears
Richard's learned how to fluff
As well as cleaning my muff
Do I hear, dear reader, loud cheers?.

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8 Comments
MikePaulWritesMikePaulWritesabout 1 month ago

Fun and funnie little rhymer. Enjoy your stuff. keep it up.

DchargerDchargerabout 2 months ago

Nice little rhyme poem. It was quite delightful.

DampKittenDampKittenabout 2 months ago

So, I hadn't read this poem yet. Wow...what an epic! Very fun. Interesting how you establish a quasi monogamous lifestyle with a substitute for hubby rather than multiple partners.

As for the poem, you certainly understand meter and rhyme. An exhilarating read, girl

Paul4playPaul4play2 months ago

Oh, what fun!

A great ditty

Pleasing your clitty,

With an occasional pun!

susangreenwaysusangreenway2 months ago

I enjoyed this poem, especially for how it treaded lightly over topics that many take all too seriously. It flowed nicely and the rhyming added to the fun. Nicely done: 5 stars.

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