As much as I enjoyed seeing Southern Vixen for the first time in six months last night and earlier today, nothing compares to the welcome home I got from my kids after only 4 days away…
Kids give the bestest hugs!
Veronica and I will have our own special reunion once the kids are asleep 
Finally, I’m back with my dear friend Southern Vixen.
6 months is too long between visits, for many reasons…
This week I have to travel for work. It could be a simple 1-night away from home type of deal, but my good fortune has me going to an area of the country where I have a few friends. I suggested to Veronica that maybe I’ll take a vacation day or two in conjunction with my trip and visit with our friend Southern Vixen. We established long ago that she is comfortable with me seeing SoVix without her if the opportunity presents itself. So SoVix and I will be sharing a hotel room and getting reacquainted 
What’s new is that I’m also going to be meeting someone for the first time. She and I have developed a nice friendship over the last several months and have expressed a desire to meet, should circumstances allow. I shared this with Veronica, including the mutual sexual desire that this other woman and I have for each other.
Until now, we’ve always shared sexual experiences with others together.
This week, I’ll be on vacation for 2 days, for the express purpose of seeing 2 different women.
You know what’s even better? Not only does Veronica know and condone what I’ll be doing while I’m away, both other ladies know about each other! Talk about sharing!
I love my life!
Or the March Equinox, for those who prefer to avoid a Northern Hemisphere bias…
On a day of an Equinox, the center of the Sun spends a roughly equal amount of time above and below the horizon at every location on the Earth, night and day being roughly the same length.
In other words, IT’S SPRING!!!!!!!!
Well, officially, the Vernal Equinox occurs at 11:44am Greenwich Mean time or 7:44am Eastern Daylight time, but anyway…
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Veronica and I won’t be on-line much for the next several days.
You think our style was cramped when we had my vanilla friend was here last week? This weekend we have a shit-load of family visiting. Princess Persistent’s birthday is coming up and we’re having her party this Saturday. My mom is flying into town today and will be with us until Monday afternoon. And 6 other assorted family members are driving up from NY.
Though I hope to find the time this weekend to write about how Veronica rocked my world after the swingers club last Saturday night. She made me cum so hard she thought I was gonna pass out!
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I don’t know what, if anything, my friend Southern Vixen is posting today, but you should go visit her blog and wish her well. She had surgery yesterday and will be out of commission for a little while. I’m sure she would appreciate a bunch of people stopping by to show her some love.
Get well soon SoVix!!!!
UPDATE: She just called me and is doing fine. Still wouldn’t hurt to wish her well.
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I’ll leave you with this. Have a great weekend!!!!!
Veronica was taking an afternoon nap. We were all out late the night before, busting our swingers club cherry. Then we spent the morning fucking, taking pictures, then hanging out by the hotel pool and enjoying some cocktails.
Southern Vixen was sitting in the living room of our suite, texting dirty messages back and forth to her boy Hank. He is her boyfriend back home, her boyfriend that has absolutely no freakin’ clue about her swinging habits.
“He wants a picture of my pussy right now!”
She quickly whips off her cute bikini bottom and positions herself for me to snap a few pics of her gorgeous cunt. Of course, I have to be careful to make it look like these are self-pics that she took, since poor Hank thinks she is home.
[What I really want to do is show you one of the pictures I took, but I'm afraid that is revealing a bit too much of my dear SV and she would not be pleased. You'll have to believe me when I tell you that her pussy is GORGEOUS!]
“He wants me to call and have a little phone sex with him”
Hell yeah, go for it! She dials his number and he answers immediately! She had put her bikini back on and now one hand made its way inside. She is flicking one finger back and forth over her erect clit while she’s talking with him and taking his direction.
I sit back and admire the view. She is laying back on the couch, legs spread wide, one hand working over her pussy. What a sight. I just relax, watch, and reach into my shorts to stroke my cock a bit.
After SV gets herself off once, I move next to her, grab her arm by the wrist and pull it away from her cunt.
My turn.
She reminds me that Hank thinks she is alone, and I tell her not, to worry, I’ll be quiet. But I can’t make any promises that what I’m going to do to her won’t make her scream. You see, SV is very vocal when she cums, and I love it!
I slip my hand into her bikini, my fingers first feeling the slippery wetness of her pubic mound, damp from her own hand spreading her juices around. I reach further, running my finger over her erect and sensitive clit, giving it a quick little rub before continuing my journey to my target.
I wiggle two fingers between her swollen and engorged lips, finding the entrance to her sex. Without warning, I slide a finger deep inside her pussy, as far as I can reach, and start rubbing that special spot that I know sends her right over the edge. The palm of my hand is over her mound, and I gently close my hand and rub at the same time. The combination of my finger on her g-spot and my palm putting pressure on her mound and clit is too much, and she quickly cums again.
She looks at me and mouths the word “two”. She wants two fingers. Now I have 2 fingers buried deep inside her. “Three”. Of course, my dear, whatever you want, I know what you like.
For the next several minutes, I just focus on finger-fucking her into orgasmic bliss. 1, 2, 3, maybe even 4 fingers, however many I want. I move between her thighs and use both hands, filling her cunt with as many fingers as she wants and rubbing her clit. All the while she is talking dirty to her boy Hank.
Ladies, you know those few moments right after an orgasm when you’re just too sensitive to touch? SV reached that point, but I was in control here. I knew that she was absolutely loving the effect I was having on her, yet she had to restrain herself somewhat, since Hank had no idea I was there. How hard could I make her cum, make much could I torture her, knowing how much she longed to cry out and let go, giving in to the pleasure, but also knowing that she didn’t want to give away any secrets to Hank?
I kept going, rubbing her clit, running my fingers all along the smooth, wet walls of her cunt, feeling the depths of her pussy, watching the expressions on her face as she struggles to keep quiet.
I pulled her bikini bottom back off again at some point. Enough. I want another taste of her pussy, to feel her juices all over my face as she grinds her hips into me as I flick my tongue across her clit. To kiss her afterwards, to have her taste her own juices on my face. Maybe I’ll even shove my cock inside her for the second time today and fuck her while she talks dirty to Hank.
Hank, who still thinks she is alone and is playing with himself all the while.
And then the call ends. Hank came, and had to go.
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SV and I relaxed and had a good laugh at the absurdity of the situation. This much fun should be illegal! But now it was time to gently rouse Veronica from her nap. You see, it was late in the afternoon of our last full day together, and we still had a ton of HNT and Tits for Troops picture ideas and it was time to get to work. There would time for more fucking later.
Until recently, I’ve always been very judgmental of anyone who cheated on their spouse.
And then I did just that. Cheated.
To quickly revisit it [bear with me, this isn't just a re-hashing of old stories...], Veronica was my first and only lover for the first 38 1/2 years of my life. Yes, I was a 20 yr old virgin when we met. But I was curious, so I did something to satisfy that curiosity.
Remember all the brouhaha last year when the governor of New York, Eliot Spitzer, got busted using an escort? Being a curious type of guy, and hearing news reports about how prevalent working girls are, I thought “Is it really that easy to find a girl for sex?” So I pointed my trusted web-browser to Craigslist and starting reading the Erotic Services ads, some of which referenced “highly rated on TER”. TER turned out to be The Erotic Review, which is basically a searchable database of girls for hire, complete with reviews from past clients, services provided, and the recommended “donation” for the girl. After browsing ads for a few weeks, I decided, for reasons I still can’t wrap my brain around, to contact a girl.
And then I got caught. 1 encounter, 1 girl, and Veronica busted me. My dumb ass forgot that she had access to the e-mail account I used to contact the girl. [Stop rolling your eyes, Riff Dog!]
As we recounted here, this whole incident led to a lot of honest, frank discussions between us.
Veronica had long been interested in being with a woman, and of course a 3some is every man’s fantasy, right? So I was fully supportive of her desire to explore this side of her sexuality.
Ironically, as she was contacting and being contacted by ladies on Craigslist and AFF, one of the things I was against was getting involved with a married woman. It would be one thing for her to play with a woman who like Veronica had her husbands blessing to do so. But, I argued, I hurt her, terribly so, when I cheated on her. So we should not put another woman in the position where she is cheating on her husband, right?
It was around this time that Veronica really got involved with her blog and reading other blogs. And I got into it as well, commenting here and there and really enjoying all that the blogosphere has to offer. Ironically, we found ourselves reading a number of “infidelity” blogs. Then Veronica and I had the chance to meet our very first blogger friend last summer. I wish I could tell you more about her, but she is very protective of her identity. We never wrote about her, or she us, so don’t even ask us to disclose who she is. But I will say that she was and still is an infidelity blogger, and ridiculously good looking. You’re damn right I harbored fantasies about her. And still do *wink*
In the course of one of our discussions about the marital status of a woman who *might* choose to join us in bed, Veronica asked “What if so-and-so invites us to her room when we meet her? Would you want to have sex with her?”
[Not that this was likely at all, she just posed it to me as a hypothetical question...]
Of course! was my immediate, unwavering reply. Even after Veronica pointed out my contradictory feelings, I did not change my mind.
Ah yes, Hubman the hypocrite. It’s only going to get better folks…
You see, I no longer care about the marital status of any woman that might join Veronica and I in the bedroom. Why the change of heart? It was a long, drawn out process, entailing many more discussions with Veronica about the moral considerations of my possibly fucking another man’s wife without his knowledge.
OK, not really…
The bottom line for us is “Hey, she’s gonna cheat anyway, it might as well be with us!!”
Shallow, I know.
And I don’t care.
Sarah, beautiful, curvy, statuesque, busty, sexy, exciting Sarah, is married. Not only that, but shortly after Veronica and Sarah had their first nekkid fun together, we all went out together, socially. Veronica and I met Sarah and her husband for drinks and fun at an area strip club. And we all had a good time. I like her husband, he’s a nice guy.
But you know what? I still don’t care. She’s going to cheat on him anyway and there is a built-in alibi of sorts because he thinks she is just with Veronica. So the 3 of us are having fun together.
And then there is Southern Vixen. Go check out her blog if you don’t already know her story.
Again, the same thing. She is going to do her own thing anyway, Veronica and I had already developed a wonderful friendship with her and there was mutual desire among the three of us. So why the hell not?
But we do have standards, believe it or not…
What both of these women have in common are sexually unsatisfying or sexless marriages. We wouldn’t be comfortable playing with a married woman who has a good sex life at home. If that was the case, what is she doing looking for others? [Remember, I'm talking about cheating, not hotwifing, that's different]
I would never play with Sarah in her own house, especially in the bed she shares with her husband. That is just plain wrong to me and I won’t do that.
What about an “open marriage” or “hotwifing”? While I realize that is something that works well for others, and I enjoy reading others adventures [Yes, Surburban HotWife, I'm talking about you!], it’s something I just don’t understand. I’m going to stay home and take care of the kids while Veronica goes out on a date? Or the other way around? Hah, not likely! Playing with other partners is something that we do together.
But, here comes Hubman the hypocrite again…
In early December I was traveling for work and visited SwingerWife, since I was in her area all week. While she and I did not play that night, Veronica had given me the freedom to do so, and SwingerWife knew that. And if my work ever takes me to Southern Vixen’s area again [which is a distinct possibility] I hope that Veronica again gives me that freedom.
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Ok, dear readers, don’t be shy.
Do you understand our feelings on the matter?
Or do you think we’re amoral sluts and karma is gonna bite us on the ass something fierce someday?
[Bracing myself for the inevitable comments...]
[Southern Vixen joined me in writing this post. Thanks, gorgeous!]
What a way to start my morning. We slept in (Southern Vixen: Hubman and Veronica think that sleeping in is 8ish…my sleeping in involves maybe getting up for lunch, if I’m lucky), since we were at the swingers club late the night before, and hey, we were on vacation! Earlier in the morning SV was doing something (SV: I was slamming a 6 cheese bagel – a girl’s gotta have fuel, right?) while Veronica and I had a nice morning quickie, just the 2 of us. While threesomes are wonderful fun, it was good to reconnect with Veronica one-on-one for the first time in several days.
Veronica and I were laying in bed when Southern Vixen returned and joined us (SV: I jumped on the bed like a freakin’ little kid). We all just laid there for a while, chatting about the night before (SV: We’ll post about some of the funny folks we saw at the club another time), admiring the view from our hotel room and snapping a few pictures. At one point Veronica was stretched out in front of us while we held hands.
Southern Vixen and I turned towards each other and kissed, gently, then more passionately (SV: after I brushed my teeth, of course). Veronica? She was watching, camera in hand (SV: She’s a great photographer).
“You two have fun. I’ve already gotten mine this morning and I want to watch…” she said.
Southern Vixen and I continued to kiss, our hands exploring each others bodies, bodies we had already gotten to know oh so well over the last day and a half. I slipped a hand between her thighs to find her very wet and ready (SV: That’s how I roll, baby). She took me into her mouth, bringing my cock to full attention (SV: And it’s quite the cock, y’all). I reached over for a condom and called Veronica over.
“I want you to put it on me so that I can fuck her…” (SV: That shit is so fucking sexy…)
“Of course” was Veronica’s whispered reply.
I pushed Southern Vixen over onto her back. While she can be a bossy bitch, this morning I was in charge (SV: Sometimes I need some discipline). She spread her long legs for me and I slipped right in.
We settled into a nice comfortable rhythm, her legs wrapped around my waist, holding each other close, kissing and whispering into each others ears. Feeling myself bottoming out in the depths (SV: Oooo, great word) of her pussy, her orgasms gripping my cock tight…
[There are many things about this woman that stand out in my mind, but how easily orgasmic (SV: If I even THINK about getting laid, I can cum) she is and the look on her face while she is having sex is priceless. Veronica captured one of those looks, but that is one of those photos that is a bit too revealing and personal to share...(SV: Agreed).]
I practically forgot that Veronica was in the room, taking pictures of us. Before long, I felt that familiar tightening sensation and asked Southern Vixen “how would you like it if I pulled out and came on you?”
I don’t remember exactly what she said, but I think “Hell yes” would be an accurate guess…(SV: How about, Hell-Fucking-Yes?)
Veronica was watching intently as I came on Southern Vixen’s belly and pussy, enthusiastically taking pictures all the while. Southern Vixen grabbed my cock in her hands and milked every last drop of cum out of me.
Veronica put down the camera, helping Southern Vixen clean up. Using their fingers to scoop up my cum, licking their fingers clean (SV: Holy crap! That is so dirty! But, I can’t deny who I am. I mean, who WE are). And licking each others fingers clean. And Veronica licking more off her belly and pussy mound… (SV: That deserves a “Shut UP, Shut UP!)
And that was just the start of our last full day together!!
Now get on over to Osbasso’s place and check out the rest of the nekkidness!
Oh, and don’t forget about The Other HNT…
How did I find myself in this position?
Did I ask for it?
Did the ladies insist on it?
Why, why, does Veronica lean over and suck me as she does so well, only to leave me sitting there, nekkid and alone, as soon as I’m fully erect? Only to have Southern Vixen then do the same thing to me all over again!
Oh, to be able to thrust my hips forward, feeling my cock reaching into her throat, making her gag a little.
But no, not in this position. It’s damn near impossible to move, despite the simple binds on my wrists and ankles. And even if I could move my hips much, all she would have to do is back away.
Fortunately, they did not restrain me for long.
But before they released me, there was still a little tormenting left for them to do.
You know where to look…
Happy HNT!
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Don’t forget to visit Osbasso and join in the half-nekkid fun!
Oh, I almost forgot! Veronica has her own HNT post up this week on her blog! Check her out, it’s pretty hot
We were relaxing in bed sometime Saturday morning. Southern Vixen and I were laying side by side with Veronica stretched out in front of us. We reached out to each other and clasped hands, letting them rest on the back of Veronica’s thigh.
Don’t let me fool you, we had plenty of hot, sweaty, raunchy, nasty sex.
But there were a number of tender moments between us, and I think this picture captures that perfectly.
TMI is below…
Yesterday Veronica and I returned home from a glorious, and very special, 4 day weekend away. What made it so good?
How about 50 degrees warmer than at home?
How about this view?
How about no kids? (Not that we don’t love them…)
Oh yeah, Southern Vixen joined us, for the entire weekend!
She and I met for the first time in early November. I was traveling for work and passing through her home town on the way to my destination. We had already gotten to know each other somewhat by that time, so I arranged to have a little extra free time and we spent a day together.
[And for the really curious, while Veronica and I like to play with others and are swingers, SoVix and I did not play during that day. Veronica and I only play together, so while SoVix and I took a bunch of HNT photos of each other (including a few that showed up on The Other HNT), and shared a hotel room for the night, we behaved ourselves.]
I drafted this while Veronica and I were on the plane, heading back home. Right know, I can’t tell you how much we’re going to share, because I don’t know. Parts of the weekend where VERY special and memorable, so special that some of the experiences won’t be shared.
But just to tease you [because that’s the kind of guy I am], I will tell you that there was A LOT of sex. All 3 of us played several times. I had a little quality alone time with Veronica. I had quality alone time with SoVix. The ladies played together while I watched. SoVix treated us to our first swinger’s club experience and we had sex there. Yeah, we had one hell of a fun weekend.
We choose our vacation destination in part because it is SoVix’s hometown and she could join us. Plus, she still has family there, cousins that she is close to and wanted to visit while she was in town. Cousins that have heard about Veronica and me, and us about them, and we all wanted to meet. [Cousins that are smokin’ hot, btw…]
Late Friday afternoon the 3 of us are enjoying ourselves in bed. We had been playing for a while and I had moved to finally taste SoVix’s beautiful and oh so wet pussy while Veronica watches. And SoVix’s phone rings. “Oh crap, that’s my cousin!” Veronica says, “Don’t worry, you two continue and I’ll get it for you”.
“Hello, SoVix’s phone, this is Veronica”
“Oh hey, is SoVix free?”
“Well, she’s on her back and Hubman’s face is between her thighs.” [I love Veronica’s quick wit…]
Since her cousin was in the hotel lobby, we stopped our fun (for the time being), and she came up to our room. Later that evening, as the four of us where enjoying a meal out together, we had to convince her cousin that no, Veronica was NOT kidding when she told her what SoVix and I were doing when she called!
Finally, we spent a lot of time Sunday evening taking pictures. Over 170 pictures, as a matter of fact! Will we be sharing some of them? Of course! In fact, if you visit Tits for Troops today, you’ll find all 3 of us there together! Think of it as a preview *wink*
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Great questions this week! If you play along, don’t forget to comment on the TMI Tuesday blog and let them know!
1. Have you ever dated/married purely for money?
No, I haven’t. Veronica and I started dating when I was 20 and she was 18. Money was never a factor.
2. What is your type?
I hate this type of question. Why should I limit myself? And are we talking physically or personality? Or both? Because I don’t think I have a type, physically speaking, and I’m too tired right now to put the effort into figuring out my personality type. A great sense of humor, enthusiasm for life, a positive outlook, and a healthy sexual appetite are a good place to start, though!
3. What is the best sex game you have ever played?
The only real sex game I’ve played is role play with Veronica. We do have a naughty, suggestive card game laying around that we haven’t used yet (waiting for the right couple to join us…).
4. Have you ever given or received an orgasm from a person whose last name you did not know?
Yes, several in fact. For the life of me I can’t remember the Local Girls last name right now, and Veronica or I did not know B & Ks last name when we swapped with them. And there was this stripper I fucked once, I didn’t even know her first name. Well, I knew the name she used at work, but come on, is there a stripper on the face of the Earth who uses her real name at work? [Hmm, I think I may need to re-tell that story one of these days...]
5. Have you ever masturbated in front of a sexual partner?
Of course. I’ve also done that on webcam for ladies who were not sexual partners. At least, they weren’t sexual partners yet *wink*
Bonus (as in optional):At what age do you think men and women reach their sexual peak? Do you think you have hit yours yet?
I’m sure that someone somewhere can tell you the age this happens. Do I know that age? Heck no! And sexual peak is more than just biology. It’s time, who you’re with, yours and your partners attitudes, lots of things. I’d like to think right now I’m at a peak in my sex life, and I want to stay here as long as I can!
