How I Went From Hotwife to Escort by alisafrench
My name is Alisa French and I’m a Hotwife from Boise Idaho. It turns my husband on seeing how much of a whore I can be. About 10 years ago we started trying new things to spice up our sex life. We found several “dare” and wife sharing websites and made profiles on them.
The first post we put up on the dare site, I was wearing a mask and the pictures were your run of the mill anonymous nudes. Well as luck would have it, I emailed in my submission using my sidekick flip phone and when the site finally posted it I was very surprised to find out that they had posted it up with my real name (I didn’t realize it was included with the email). Well I tried to get it removed but the site never even answered me back so it has been there as a reminder ever since. I decided to make a new naughty email so I wouldn’t be using my regular one when posting stuff.
Over the years things slowly escalated as they tend to do and I started posing for more and more risky pics and videos. I went from pics with my face blurred out and a screen name, to eventually agreeing to show part of my face, to having profiles on all the porn sites using my real name and making full on hardcore porn videos getting fucked in the ass bareback and staring into the camera while I deep throat and swallow cum with several different guys. This is the story of how I went from just posting naughty wife pics online to 10 years later being so addicted to quick nsa sex with strangers that I’ve resorted to whoring myself out (for free) on several escort websites.
Years ago we had already started posting naughty pics online to spice up our sex life and I was talking to my husband about how it was messed up that earlier in life, he had slept with other women (cheated on me) but I had only ever been with him. All of our friends had dated and been with other people and I was the only loser that hadn’t. I felt like I missed out on that part of my life. He said that if I really felt that way then it wasn’t too late and he wanted me to have the fun I had missed out on when I was younger and he wouldn’t hold it against me.
There was a guy I had worked with (for discretion I will refer to him as Rick) that I thought might like me (he used to lightly flirt at work) and I still had his number so I started by messaging him. It didn’t take long before I was sending him very explicit nudes and videos. My first time actually doing anything, I arranged to go to a bad movie with him and as I had hoped… we were the only people in the theater. I had never done anything like that before (not even with my husband) so I was really nervous. I wore a skirt with no panties. I started kissing him and he went straight to playing with my breasts. I pulled up my skirt and then grabbed his hand and moved it between my thighs to my wet pussy.
I was trembling. He was fingering me as we made out and then I felt down to his pants and he was rock hard. I got out of my chair, kneeled down beside him and pulled his dick out into my hands. He was fairly big, about 7 or 8″. I stared up into his eyes as I started sucking his dick right there in the theater while he continued to reach over my back and play with my pussy.
I deep throated his cock down to the balls and it didn’t take long before he tensed up and I felt his dick start throbbing so I backed off a little as his hot cum started pumping into my mouth. I sucked hard massaging my tongue deep down the entire length of his shaft making sure to suck out every last drop and then swallowed it all (I have always swallowed since I was in jr high). We didn’t have sex that night or record what happened but we have multiple times since then as we tend to meet up a few times each year to fuck.
When I told my husband what had happened, he didn’t believe that I actually went through with it as I had only ever done anything sexual with him up to that point. About a week later I met up with Rick again (his idea was a public restroom at the park late at night). I had him take multiple pictures and videos of me staring into the camera as I sucked his dick (you can see the toilet and stall in the background) and I sent them to my husband. Then I turned around and he recorded as I pulled my pants down, bent over, spread my thighs and looked back into the camera as he proceeded to slowly slide the tip of his unprotected dick up and down the opening of my soaking wet pussy. My heart was racing as inch by inch I felt him sliding himself deep into me until finally bottoming out on my cervix.
I felt like a whore. For the first time in my life I was having sex with someone other than my husband and not only that but I was being recorded doing it. He didn’t fuck me like my husband does.. he wasn’t gentle, he almost seemed angry. He was fucking me like I was some one night stand that he would never have to see again. He slapped my ass and gripped my flesh as he thrust hard into me. Just then I heard a familiar ringtone… It was my husband messaging me. By now he must have seen the pictures and video I just sent. I couldn’t see what it said because Rick was using my phone to record us. Rick started fucking me even faster and harder.
My mind raced as adrenaline flooded my body. What did he say?.. Was he angry?.. Was he not really serious about me being allowed to fuck someone else? Did he think I was bluffing just to see what he would say? Was I a bad person? I didn’t care. It was too late now anyways. I grabbed the wall railing in front of me for support and matched rhythm with Rick as he thrust deeper inside of me. It felt good. I felt wanted. Rick had been showering me with compliments for weeks and begging to be with me. I was his conquest, his trophy. And now he had me and was fucking me with a drive and passion that I had never felt before. I could feel him stiffening up.
Then I heard the ringtone again. Another wave of adrenaline. My pussy pulsed and gripped onto him as I was overcome by my first orgasm in years. He thrust deep hitting my cervix again and held firm as he pumped his hot load inside of me. I heard the beep of the video recording being stopped.
I told him to send it. I got dressed and put my phone back into my pocket without checking what it said. We went out to the parking lot and smoked a few cigarettes while talking and looking at the starry night sky. My phone continued to chime as new messages came in but I didn’t check them. I needed time. After a few more minutes Rick thanked me, gave me one last cigarette and got in his car and left. When I finished I got into my car and read the first message: “OH MY FUCKING GOD”.
I started out slow by just fucking coworkers or old high school friends from my facebook and having them record it so I could post it to my porn profiles online so my husband could watch it back later. Over the years I got increasingly bold and made profiles on all the different dating and hookup sites and eventually I started actually meeting up for nsa sex with 3 to 4 random guys per week. I was really starting to get hooked when my husband said it was going too far and asked me to delete my dating profiles and stop hooking up with strangers.