Sexting Up My Hubby

This is how I started the day

Here’s how it went down last Friday.  Dave, my husband, woke me with a kiss before he left for work.  I got the girls dressed, fed and on the bus.  With the house to myself, I stripped out of my sweatpants, t-shirt, and panties and put on my slinky summer robe.  I didn’t bother tying it, which allowed me quick and easy access to my tits and puss as I did a few chores around the house.  I then sat down at the computer, checked my naughty messages, and then began working on School Nurse Confidential 3.  I tried to keep my legs together as I wrote, but within a few sentences they were spread open.  As I pictured the scene in my head, I could feel my clit begin to throb.  I fingered myself briefly to try to relieve some of the horniness, but that only increased it.  I had the overwhelming desire to feel my husband’s cock inside me.  We hadn’t fucked at all during the week, and I was eager to get some that night.  I decided to start the foreplay early, and sent him a text at work:

Just out of the shower. I’m all clean and shaved down there for you. Don’t know if I can wait for tonight, I might have to start without you.

It only took him a minute to respond:

You are a cruel bitch. Wish I could come home right now and get you all dirty down there. Some ass stain scheduled the product meeting from 2 to 4.  Be home as soon as I can. Keep your hands where I can see them!

It gave me a little tingle knowing that I had him thinking naughty thoughts about me at work.  I went back to writing, but after about fifteen minutes I couldn’t take it anymore.  I sat back and began seriously working my clit.  With my free hand, I typed “mom teaches sex” into Google and clicked on the first video that came up.  I diddled myself while watching a “MILF” fuck a young guy, then fast forwarded to where the mom was messing with a young girl.  I made myself cum when she spread the girl’s butt cheeks and began licking her asshole.  I wanted to keep going and cum some more, but I forced myself away from the computer so I could save some for later.  About an hour after that, I texted Dave again:

Forgot to get dressed after my shower, been walking around naked all morning. I need someone to suck my titties and pussy. Are you expecting any deliveries from UPS today?

It took him a few minutes to reply.  I imagined him getting the message while talking to a co-worker and having to find an excuse to quickly break away.

No UPS, but if you call AAA they’ll send a guy right over.  When you call be sure to let them know what a horny slut you are.  Although, if I find any greasy fingerprints on you when I get home you’re in big trouble!

Are you going to spank me?

Yes – with my cock.

Sounds like more of an incentive instead of a punishment.  Now I’m going to be extra bad.

You’re killin me, Smalls!

I decided that I actually did need to get dressed or I was going to just end up playing with myself until my daughter’s kindergarten bus arrived around noon.  I headed out to the store in an attempt to distract myself from my overactive vagina for a little while.  It almost worked.  As soon as I got home I pulled out my phone.

Had to change my panties. I soaked them through. My pussy is so wet for you. I can’t wait to feel your cock sliding into me.

The comeback was almost instantaneous.

What are you doing to me? At lunch with everyone right now. Pure torture.

Sorry, hon. I hope the thought of my hot, wet pussy waiting to be fucked isn’t making your cock hard in the middle of the restaurant.  I wouldn’t want the women you work with to see what a big horny dick you have.

Evil.

I found that I really was getting a thrill out of the idea of my message giving him a hard-on in his pants, and one of the frustrated women he works with seeing it and wanting it.  I would have never had thoughts like this before I started writing porn.  See how all of you have corrupted me.  I used to be such a good little innocent suburban housewife.  I waited until I knew he was in his meeting before sending my next text:

How’s the meeting going? I was just sitting here playing with my tits and thinking about sucking your balls. Hope I didn’t interrupt anything important.

It was five minutes before:

You’re really asking for it lady! After all your big talk I hope you’re ready to get fucked silly tonight! Damn I can’t even think straight now. It’s your fault if I get fired.

About 20 minutes later I got another from him:

Can’t stop thinking about your pussy.  Gonna tongue fuck you till you scream!

I didn’t send another until I knew he’d be in the car on his commute home.

Can’t wait to spread my legs for you so you can bury your face in my horny cunt. I’m going to suck your cock so good and eat every drop of cum I can get out of it.

You have no idea how hard I’m going to fuck that slutty cunt of yours!

No texting and driving, dear.  And try not to cream in your pants before you get home thinking about how I’m going to spread my ass for you while you’re fucking me doggy style tonight.

This is how I ended the day

Not surprisingly, he was molesting me the minute he walked through the door.  He only managed a few quick gropes, however, before the girls came running to welcome their daddy home.  I did everything I could to torment him for the rest of the evening, and whenever the kids weren’t right there he was pawing at my tits and ass like a starving animal.  As soon as I put the girls down to sleep, he dragged me into the bedroom and got me out of my clothes in no time flat.  A passionate hour of fucking and sucking ensued, which was everything I’d been wanting all day long and more.  He really did give me the hard fucking that he’d threatened, and I had to scream into the pillow so I wouldn’t wake the kids.  I came at least four times, and he got off twice (once in my mouth, as predicted, and once in my pussy).

This would normally be it for us, but after lounging around in bed naked for a while, Dave was up for another round.  There was more fondling and suckling, then he got his butt-spread doggy fuck, as promised.  After he shot his load right onto my asshole, I fingered both my cum sloppy orifices to a wonderful orgasm while he watched.

If you’ve never tried texting as a form of foreplay, I would highly recommend it!

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12 thoughts on “Sexting Up My Hubby

  1. OMFG, you are such a sexy bitch, you had me wet within a minute as I read this blog. I really must try it with Joe and defo with Jamie my gf. I can trust her so I’ll send her some juicy pix to get her going. Great idea Rachael xxxx

  2. My lover and I sext all the time. She’ll even send me pictures of her when she’s out shopping for lingerie before one of our “meetings.” I can usually tell when someone else is taking the picture. She once had one of the store attendants join her for a special pictorial she sexted to me over the course of the afternoon!

  3. @James: I claim to be a boring housewife, but not a boring sex life. I would say I have a fairly normal married sex life. Hubby and I usually get it on at least once or twice a week, and often fool around here and there with a little spontaneous oral or manual fun. I think my writings give a distorted picture of who I am since I focus mainly on the sex. This distilled view can make it seem like I’m fucking, sucking, and fingering around the clock! If you didn’t know about my writing, or the nasty things going on in my head, I swear you would take one look at my life and dismiss me as being the kind of person that could ever entertain the kinds of perverted thoughts that I do. If you passed me in Walmart dragging my kids behind me, you probably wouldn’t give me a second look. I suppose I might get your attention at the beach (if there weren’t too many young hotties there), but it’s rare that I walk around Walmart in nothing but a bikini! LOL Although there are things I have become ore curious about in the past months, I am quite content with my husband’s loving cock and my sex life in general.

  4. @DirtyMindedMom: I stand corrected, Ma’am. And for the record, I’m inclined to believe I would give you a second look, and possibly a third and a fourth. In my experience, “young hotties” rarely have anything interesting on their minds, and I often look at Walmart moms and wonder fleetingly what might be going on behind the staid, respectable exteriors. Now that I know that at least one of them has a.. rich interior life, shall we say, I will be wondering a lot more. ;)

  5. very hot and sexy. The pictures are of you? Taken by your hubby and they end up here? That is very cool.

  6. I have been absent for some time, but now I remember why I used to love this web site. Thank you, I’ll try and check back more frequently. How frequently you update your web site?

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