Do You Like To Be Respected By Your Bulls Or Treated And Fucked Like A Slut? Which On Turns You On More?

Found this caption too true to my heart.

have u ever do anal sex , how it was

Short answer is yes, a slightly longer answer is I had lost the 'virginity' of my hips twice.

First was the technical one when a man first pushed his erection inside my hips, second was when my husband entered inside my hips and made me realize what pleasure really meant when he pushes his member inside my hips.

Maybe someday when I feel like I’ll write about it.

I am from India and I love your blog. I only dream of having a hot wife. I love reading your thoughts and the way you put it down in words is extremely sensual. Although, there is probably no chance but I just wanted to ask, what are the chances for a man like me to be your bull or a side boy friend given that I am respectable guy?

Thanks for the kind compliments.I do however hope you understand and appreciate the differences between acquiring yourself a wife who you find hot, and, making your wife a Hotwife.

In case there is even the slightest doubt as to who owns them, this will straighten it out.

Does your husband (real one) know about your lifestyle? What happens if he finds out?

No, he doesn't. Life is too short to speculate of the 'if-then' situations.

Hi Shefaali.. After reading ur blog.. I m intrigued to know how would ur husband react to ur status as a courtesan. Would he appreciate or approve of it.. Feel justifiably proud of his extremely extraordinary wife.. Or would he be a pedestrian male sample and feel crushed?

Although I am firm believer in the hotwife concept, I do not think my husband would have approved of me being a courtesan, I don’t think any man would approve of it unless it is motivated by financial needs.

My husband is fully aware that I wasn’t a virgin on our wedding night. I had the trust in him to admit it to him and he has been wonderfully matured to accept me as a human being, and not as a utopian virgin who he would deflower on his wedding night. We both trust each other enough to look into each other’s eye and admit of our sexual life prior to meeting each other. So, if I have to answer your question above, I think he would neither appreciate it, nor approve of it. He probably would not mind if he came to know that there is one or some selected men that I give my body to for gaining physical pleasure. He has a strong libido and will know what his absence can cause in his wife from a physical perspective. However, being a courtesan is a completely different ball game…lol…’ball’ game indeed.

My husband was/is/will never ever be a ‘pedestrian male sample’ (and I really have a strong objection to that phrase being used for my husband). I do not think he would be crushed, but yeah, actually feel more charged up to reclaim his property to make it his own again. He would know that a ‘law’ will not prevent his wife from leading the life of a courtesan. Probably the only way it could happen is when he pleasures me to that extent where his wife willingly gives up being a courtesan. Jealousy and pettiness is NOT what defines my husband.

He is maturity personified and will act accordingly to bring a situation, any situation under his control. I hope this answers your question.

Your husband obviously bred you often but how did you feel when you felt your second husband fill you up for breeding his child..

We had to plan a lot for it because my husband stays abroad and if I conceived at the improper time, the facts of the matter would have been exposed very easily. Obviously, I couldn’t afford that. So while the decision by ‘us’ was made to make a baby together quite early on, we had to wait for the time to ‘make it happen’ to coincide with my husband’s visit here. It was a long wait, particularly when both of ‘us’ knew that we were ready to make it happen and still couldn’t because of practicalities.

‘We’ had been meeting very frequently and be very eager to pleasure each other every time we met. And yet, it would be frustrating at times, more for him than me, to be right there and still not be there. He was wonderfully patient still and I kept reassuring him that I would not change my mind by the time my husband returns.

Eventually when the time came and my husband’s travel to India was announced, I told ‘him’ to go ahead and do it. He was extremely passionate and I ensured that I met him as often as I could to ensure beyond doubt that it would be one of his seeds that I would grow and nurture inside me. During these visits he would go out of his way to provide pleasure to me and I kept praying that he would plant his seeds firmly each time. I felt the closest to him and he would hold me tightly while loving me; I felt like I would merge inside his big chest completely. It felt particularly satisfying during the moments when he would be releasing his seeds inside me and in my mind’s eye I could visualize the millions of those powerful seeds entering deeper and deeper inside me. I could sense the passion with which he would push himself as much inside me as possible to ensure not a drop is wasted, and I would try to position myself so that there is no spillage of the precious seeds for which I have been waiting this long. Knowing his very essence was entering inside me and I would be the custodian of his genes and the very man that he is, would make me feel euphoric. We would stay ‘joined’ for a short while even after he had put his seeds inside me to prevent any spillover. Once we would be rested and our bodies would have ‘un-joined’, we would caress and comfort each other a lot and reassure ourselves of the success of our union to bear the most desired fruit.

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With you restarting blogging after the Tumblr purge, maybe now's a good time to finish the tale of your stag.

Thank you for the message, maybe I will finish it sometime. Incidentally, any particular reason why you choose to remain ‘anonymous’?