In Her Own Words #1: The Bartender

In Her Own Words is an erotic hotwife series written in raw, intimate first-person from the wife’s perspective.

If you’re a wife reading this, I highly recommend reading these stories out loud to your husband while you’re both in bed (or turn on the article audio). Use them as fuel for your own roleplay - let the words turn you on, tease him with every filthy detail, and make the fantasy feel real between you two.

Come closer, baby. I want to touch your cock while I tell you what happened tonight.

My heart wouldn’t stop racing – it was my first time doing anything like this. Even after all of our late night discussions and fantasies, this was now real life.

I wore that tight red dress you picked out for me and the black matching lingerie set. The one with the lacy thongs that barely covers my ass.

The whole drive to the bar I was nervous and excited at the same time. When I walked in, I sat at the end of the bar, crossed my legs, and ordered a margarita. I could feel people looking at me, but I didn’t care. I already had my focus on someone.

The bartender was tall with strong arms and tattoos. Cocky and confident. At first he just smiled while making drinks. But after a while he started making conversation. He asked if I was waiting for someone. I told him I was alone.

He kept coming back to talk to me between customers — complimenting my dress, asking what I did for fun, teasing me about drinking alone on a weeknight. Every time he leaned over the bar I could see how he looked at my cleavage and my legs. It made me so wet.

After my third margarita, I went to the restroom. When I came out, he was waiting in the hallway. He stepped close and said quietly, “You’re far too beautiful to be here by yourself.”

I was really nervous, but I took a breath and told him the truth. I said, “My husband has this fantasy. He loves when I dress up and go out looking sexy. He wants me to go out and find someone to fuck. He gets really turned on when I come home and tell him everything that happened — every detail.”

He looked surprised for a second, then his eyes got darker with lust. That’s when he kissed me. Deep and hungry. His hands ran down my sides and squeezed my ass. I kissed him back, trembling. He pulled away just enough to say, “Come with me.”

He took me down to the parking garage and we got into the backseat of his SUV. The moment the door shut, things moved fast. He pulled me onto his lap first, kissing my neck while sliding his hands under my dress and touched my left breasts.

Oh… you really like it when I tell you that another men touched my bare tits…

He moved my black thongs and inserted 2 fingers in my pussy. I was already so wet. Then he pulled his cock out. It was thick and hard. I stroked him for a while before he bent me over.

He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my pussy slowly, teasing me, before pushing inside. I moaned so loud. He felt so different from you, baby. Bigger. Thicker.

But you don’t mind this, right?

He took his time at first, sliding in and out, letting me adjust to him. Then he started fucking me harder. The car was rocking. He had one hand in my hair and the other gripping my hip, pulling me back onto him with every thrust.

He was so deep. I kept moaning and pushing back against him. It felt dirty and exciting knowing this was really happening.

You like hearing this, don’t you? Hearing how I let him fuck me in the backseat on my very first time?

I came hard, my whole body shaking. After I finished, he kept going for a little longer before pulling out.

I’m still so stretched from him, baby. I feel so open right now.

I need you inside me. I need to feel my husband… please.