What’s a Hotwife to Wear?
It shouldn’t be this challenging to sort out what salacious item to wear to bedazzle my respective lovers.
I love to cuck my husband, and he equally adores me and implores me to fuck other men; black men, especially.
Happy month of March, y'all!
I woke up this morning to the sight and sound of a new day—a new month always brings out the best in me. It’s almost like a restart of my time-table clock: there’s so much a hotwife like myself can accomplish, which includes meeting new people and indulging in different, exciting experiences.
By new people, I mean meeting new black men to fuck; in case you boys and girls haven’t a clue yet as to what I’m about. Allow me to put you through as eloquently as I can.
I am a ‘Queen of Spades’ hotwife.
I love to cuck my husband, and he equally adores me and implores me to fuck other men; black men, especially.
I love sex, and the best sex I can only get from black men. I haven’t fucked my husband in years, but he loves to watch me in action.
We arrived in a new city last night. I had already made arrangements to find some new crop of black studs ready and horny enough to go full rounds with me in bed; hubby, thankfully brought along his camera equipment to document the bout.
What I need to do now is decide in what sort of outfit to wear.
A hotwife like myself should always look her sexiest best, especially when I know I’m going to get Blacked.
I brought along an assortment of clothing to wearing for the duration of our stay. Lingeries, swimsuits, and casual wears, all espousing what I’m about. My husband even has his own assortment of cuckold outfits to choose from, including his chastity cage, which he wears regularly.
It shouldn’t be this challenging to sort out what salacious item to wear to bedazzle my respective lovers, but I love being thorough on things. I love taking my time to pick out whatever I need to wear, wanting it to give out the right type of signal to demand what I want from them. Besides me wanting to handle their meat, I love to feed their eyes, so they know what to lust after.
A hotwife like myself should always look her sexiest best, especially when I know I’m going to get Blacked. Even when I’m strolling about, I love putting on stuff to show how much open, attractive, and available I am for any black man to approach me. I love to wear my QoS t-shirt, wearing my QoS jewellery around my neck, including my piece that I wear around my ankles.
I’ve got the QoS symbol tattooed on my arm and backside, in case any brother happens to turn around to better appreciate the view.
Numerous times, I’ve had to leave my husband behind to go and blow and black man in a parking lot, near the dumpster behind a nightclub . . .
Sure, not every man would outrightly approach me, especially if they’ve got their women strolling alongside them, but I’ve been more lucky several times not to think it wouldn’t happen during my usual trips. Sometimes, I dare myself to be the one that gets to approach the men. Few act surprised at how bold I get, and I love the look in their eyes once I present myself forthright. I let them know immediately how much I adore them, and that I’d do anything to be their sex slave however they want.
Numerous times, I’ve had to leave my husband behind to go and blow and black man in a parking lot, near the dumpster behind a nightclub, even dogging in city parks. I love the thrill of almost getting caught, of letting the men rip my panties while frantically pounding the shit out of me, and even cumming on my face and licking it off while I return to wherever I left my husband.
It’s so thrilling, and it’s an incredible experience I can only get from black men.
And that experience starts with me deciding on what to wear.
Damien DSOUL
