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Hotwife for Bull

This was the “personal” that Lo posted in Craigslist and to which Hunter had responded so many months ago. One thing she forgot to put in her list of “Must NOT”s was “be married.” And this one little oversight caused Lo much consternation. In every other way, Hunter was exactly what she was wanted from her part-time boyfriend.

You see, Hunter’s tale is that all-too-familiar yarn about how two fun, attractive, sexually sizzling people turn into one unhappy, sexually unfulfilled couple after a few young kids take all the zest out of the marriage. So, for years now Hunter has been trying to make up for that unfulfilled wild-side through various extramarital affairs. In fact, when he and Lo began their little correspondence he was carrying on affairs with at least two other women simultaneously. He was open and honest about his married life, his affairs, his feelings. As he said, “What’s the point in lying? It’s all going to come out eventually anyhow.” I guess this approach was limited to his lovers, but did not extend to his wife. In any case, I was not one to judge. Lo wasn’t judging him either, but she was very much caught up in judging herself. “I’m not interested in being a serial home wrecker,” she said. “I feel like I have just emerged from all that bad karma that I incurred a few years ago. I don’t want to undo the good I’ve done. This just isn’t for me.”

But like a dog that can’t leave its bone buried in the back yard, every night she would practically drool over his naughty pics. She would cum to the sound of his voice over the phone. She would read the steamy stories he wrote for her as she dilddled her dippidy-doo in bed. I have to admit, for the first time in our libertine life-style, I felt threatened, insecure, and almost jealous. Hunter was tall, smart, handsome, talented, and he had a shlong that hung with heft. He was everything Lo lusts after. He even competed with me on my own turf — the writing! To see Lo licking her lips to his pics and patting her puss to his stories was just about all I could bear.

I expressed this to her and she had responded with, “My head admires you. My heart loves you. But my pussy craves cock — any cock.”

[Excerpt from the story, “Silver Fox, Mynx, and the Hunter — Part IV: Boys and Men and. . . ,” from the blog:]

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