Text Messages from Hot Wives
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2020-10-13 05:02:53

    If I send you my wifes number will you not mention me? I want to see how she reacts to random person texting her and trying to get her for sex

    Eh, that may actually be a bit different than what I do!  Generally speaking, sending women unsolicited messages is a bit creepy.  I mean, I suppose if you’re playing the “secret admirer” card, that could work.  But as I don’t know your wife nor have I ever seen your wife that doesn’t apply here.

    I’m not sure if you’re trying to catch your wife being unfaithful or not, but I’m not a pawn.  Or perhaps you’re willing to just let anyone text her, in which case I feel it is my duty to remind you that your number one duty is to protect her.  You don’t know anything about me, other than the fact that I run some sleezy blog on the Internet.  

    Now while I’m not a bad dude, the truth is you really don’t know that. You might want to take some time to vet the guys you go sending your wife’s phone number to in fan mails and private messages.  Out of respect for your wife (a woman whose name I don’t even know, nor have I ever seen so much as a picture of), I will not be sending her any random text messages.

    I may run a NSFW sleezy tumblr account, but I still have scruples.  I’m not the kind of guy to hide in shadows or stalk random women.  I have never spent time in prison, nor do I intend to in the future.  And while I am a bullish and muscular alpha male, who appreciates when a husband allows me to hook up with his wife – I’m really not into it when she doesn’t know that it’s going down.

    Call me sexist and “old fashioned,” but I still believe it’s our duty to protect our women.  If I’m being honest, even as a guy who specifically runs a blog known as “Hot Wife Texts” my heart still broke a little when I opened my fan mail and saw your wife’s phone number waiting there for a complete stranger that you know nothing about to do with as he pleases.  Seriously, not cool dude!


    It happened again! I got a message from another random dude leaving me his wife’s phone number and asking me to text her and see if I could seduce her. I sent him a link to this post, and now I am reblogging as a reminder for everyone else.

    Seriously guys, this is NOT SAFE, and it’s also NOT COOL!


    In the overall sense of it, I would agree with these statements. But as the self appointed devil’s advocate, I must say that you have no idea what these men and their wives have discussed, what their boundaries are, what they’re open to, etc. These wives may be 💯 on board with it. I know mine is. She would not have an issue with getting random messages from strange men. Would in fact, very likely turn her on. While I appreciate the old school, protect the women stance and applaud you for not getting involved without some more knowledge than you were given, your judgement of these men doesn’t seem quite fair to me. I don’t see any more inherent danger in a phone number vs. meeting someone say, at a bar. It’s possible to know someone for months or years and not learn they’re crazy. So the length of time someone is known for is actually irrelevant. A phone number and a random text doesn’t automatically equate to risk of life. Online dating. Tinder. Grindr. Tumblr. Formerly craigslist. All I would say could easily be more dangerous than just a phone number. At least with a text/call you have SOME record of who this person may be. Idk just my opinion. Just don’t think it’s cool for you to pass judgement on others’ sexual dynamic and publicly condemn them.


    So, let me get the gest of this

    “In the overall sense you would agree”

    But then,“playing devil’s advocate” (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) you don’t offer a question or counter stance, but go on to explain precisely why you don’t actually agree with it.  And you also assign it cool little tags such as “stopstagshaming” and “stopcuckshaming”.

    Just in doing so, I can understand why you’re a cuck. You obviously have no balls if you’re playing the “stop shaming” game.

    And while I am on my “soapbox” in response to your tagged soapbox, let me also say this so that I am abundantly clear on the situation.

    I don’t care if his wife is okay with it.  I don’t care if your wife is okay with it.  IM NOT!  I also don’t care if you fail to see the inherent dangers that are present. They’re there.  You can use a phone number to drag down an address, more often than not.  And no, in spite of falsely held beliefs, it need not be a landline for that to happen.  That specific issue aside, I’ll explain precisely why the wife “being okay with it” doesn’t matter to me.

    For starters, anyone reading this who wants to turn it into a patriarchal not respecting women rant, let me save you the breath… That’s not it and FUCK YOU!  I wouldn’t be ok with it if the roles were reversed either.  Now, that disclaimer out of the way…

    Caring about someone means that sometimes you have to do what is in their best interest, even if they aren’t asking for it or looking out for themselves.  To believe otherwise continues to foster this old BULLSHIT of, “a true friend has your back no matter what.”  When what they are really saying is that a true friend will support your decisions always.  I say FUCK THAT! 

    A TRUE FRIEND will NOT always pat you on the back and pretend that you’re in the right.  A true friend will sometimes confront you and let you know that there’s no way you’re getting away with (fill in the blank) on his/her watch.  A true friend knows that being held accountable or simply letting you know that they disapprove will probably upset you and piss you off.  But they do it anyway, because they realize that YOU (as a person, and your well being) are more important than their own approval rating.  You see, choosing to do something or not do something because it may make others unhappy with you doesn’t demonstrate that you have their best interest at heart.  It actually shows that you’re a selfish prick who is looking out for your own interests… aka how popular or well received you are.

    Well, I wouldn’t be alright with my wife putting a needle in her arm, and I damn sure wouldn’t run out to buy the poison for her.  And that’s essentially what we are talking about here!  If my wife wanted to go out and get her own smack, I’d have no problem telling her that I love her, and as a result of that love, I could not and would not approve of her decision making.  Nor would I support it or help her with it.

    Now, if she chose to take it upon herself and go out and get it… Well, that’s a different story.  I would still attempt to intervene, even though it would most likely be unwelcome.  But there is only so much I could do with that scenario.  She can obviously make her own decisions (even if they are unwise) and do it whether I approve or not.  She could even hide it from me if she were so inclined.

    And see, that’s one of the important differences here…

    If these guys (or your own) wives did approach me in a bar (which I don’t frequent, because I don’t drink)… they would have the right to decide whether to entrust me with their number or not.  That same thing holds true on any of those dating platforms you mentioned. That means that they are empowered to decide whether I’m a creep or not.  They get to decide if my muscles and beard make me candy or intimidating. It’s up to them!  And it should be if they are the one who will be spreading their legs.

    In this scenario though, they haven’t been exposed to me.  And safety is paramount!

    And as to your notion, “You don’t know what agreements they have in place” and blah, blah, blah…

    Let me say, I don’t have to fucking know what agreements they have in place to have my own opinion, stance, and conviction.  And all three of those are in agreement for me… I’m against it!

    But let’s flip the script since we’re talking about agreements with strangers.  Again… safety is my main priority.  Perhaps a wife is okay allowing her husband to pick her mate.  Perhaps a wife finds that exciting.  Ok. Fair. I can handle that.  But with that “right” she just entrusted him comes RESPONSIBILITY. (You know sort of like driving.)  And in that responsibility, he needs to know that his wife’s well being takes precedent over his fantasy or need to bust a nut.

    As such… I don’t think this guy should simply select someone he has never had a conversation or shared a room.  In a perfect world, he would either know her mate pretty well and thus have ample trust in him, OR be present for the encounter just to ensure her safety.  If it isn’t a perfect world, and I understand it isn’t, he would at least do the minimum of due diligence to ensure he isn’t setting his wife up with some freak!

    How about asking ME for my number? So you could do your own search if you wanted.  Or perhaps my name, for that same purpose.  Or one of a million other different ways to at least get a GLIMPSE into who the hell it is that you’re asking to seduce and potentially allure the person you have vowed to spend your life protecting.

    I could go on and on and am tempted to do so, breaking down every possible branch on this tree (of which there are many), but I think I have said enough to make me comfortable leaving you with my rebuttals ultimate conclusion.  So here goes…

    Dear Mr. “Devil’s Advocate,”

    If you had a problem with seiferbeuwolf or others who have approached me with the same, that’s fine.  I appreciate your right to your opinion.  Just as I hope that you can appreciate my telling you this: “Fuck you. Fuck you very much!”


    Baron Strong

    P.S. If you find yourself being offended that I am “shaming” and “judging” you, I don’t really give a damn. Man up, Cookie.

    Just In Case

    anyone gives a shit...

    Good ole Baron has been away, because I am battling cancer again.  I didn’t feel like posting about it or drumming up a bunch of sympathy after the re-diagnosis, especially considering that I had just celebrated being cancer free.  But things are looking good again, and if all goes well -- I’ll be back in another 6 to 8 weeks.  This time for good... HOPEFULLY!

    See ya fuckers!!

    Any “Straight Edge” Swingers Out there?

    Outside of being fucking hilarious, I am what most would consider to be boring, lame, or square.  I know that it’s a pretty small group of folks that don’t touch drugs, smoke weed nor touch cigarettes and also don’t drink.  The vast majority of the population does at least some combination or portion, and that’s fine with me.  I’m not big on telling other adults what to do.  

    Be that as it may, I realize I am part of a pretty small club that refrains from most party activities.  Even still, I can’t really profess to being completely straight edge either as I am “down to fuck.”  Still, exclusive group or not, I figure I can’t be the only person out there that enjoys sex but doesn’t practice recreational use of drugs, alcohol, and tobacco.

    So this is a call to all of you other less than freaky “freaks” out there, let me here from you. If pussy is your sole passion or cock is your only vice, give this a reblog so the rest of us “boring” sluts, studs, and man whores can not only find one another, but also be reminded that we aren’t an island of one.

    That Was a First!

    Your boy Baron just got back home from another conquest.  My number of hot wives fucked increased by one tonight.

    But Baron, you’ve already fucked a lot of married women.  What makes this one a first?

    Glad you asked.  ANSWER: This was the first lesbian hot wife I fucked.  She had never had dick before, and she felt it was time to try it.  Being the kind and thoughtful gentleman that I am, you know I volunteered to help.


    I was going to wait to wait for my last post to build a little steam, but...


    So here’s your news...

    The stud pictured above has kicked cancer’s ass!

    One of the best parts is that I chose to fight using a lot of natural practices and immunotherapy so I was spared the pain of many of the side effects normally associated with cancer treatment.  This meant that I was able to keep going to the gym and keep lifting.  Although, I’ll be honest, I did have my little “pity party” times where I found excuses not to workout for a few months.  And even when I got over that, I still told myself, “Baron (I almost used my real name there... that was close!), I know you hate cardio and ab work pal, so I’ll let you skip it.”  I guess I’ll have to find a new excuse for that now. LOL 

    Just kidding!  I’m going to celebrate my victory by continuing to eat cleaner (a product of the natural approach in my fight) and concentrate a little less heavily (no pun intended) on power lifting and more on general fitness.

    Anyway friends and followers, BARON IS BACK!

    Oh, and one last thing... don’t think for one second that I forgot I promised to go on a celebratory fucking tour when I was pronounced cancer free.  I HAVEN’T!  So the only question is, who wants to give up their wife first?  I’m horny and ready to fuck!  I haven’t been laid or blown in a long time.  As a result, mid Missouri couples get first preference, but my new motto may be... “Have dick, will travel!”

    All kidding and vulgarity aside, I want to be genuine, sincere, and uncharacteristically humble for a moment.

    Thank you all for your prayers, support and encouragement over the last year plus.

    Hey Baron, Do You Fuck Black Chicks?

    That’s the question I was asked.  And here’s my answer:

    I fuck white girls. I fuck black girls.  I fuck latinas.  I fuck asians.  American Indian, Irish, Bohemian, Chinese, Japanese, Pacific Islander, Farmer’s Daughter or Jersey Girl... It’s all pink in the middle!  I don’t discriminate.

    And on that notion, (WARNING: start of rant) I know there are an awful lot of “BBC Lovers” in our cuckold and swinging communities.  And that’s fine.  But lets drop this “Black cock is superior” bull shit.  Race doesn’t make anyone superior; nor does it make the cock any longer nor the pussy any tighter.  Fuck who you want to fuck; and love who you want to love.  But this racist nonsense of “superiority” or “extermination” is the type of bullshit that will keep mankind at odds with one another for no real reason.

    The Rumor Is that Dick Pics Are Disgusting and Unwanted...

    but the reality is that I have NEVER had a negative reaction from sending one.  Granted, I don’t make it a habit -- and I don’t generally LEAD with them, like... “Hey, nice to meet you. Here’s a picture of my cock!” But I have been known to send photos unsolicited plenty of times, and several times within 10 or 15 minutes of speaking.  And the reactions I generally get are something like:

    • Wow!
    • Oh my!
    • Damn!
    • Yummy!
    • Nice!
    • Yes, please!

    This can only mean that they aren’t as frowned upon as women would like us to believe. In fact, I’m going to rat them out right now... Many of those favorable reactions I have received come from women who I have seen/heard speak about how much they hate getting them mere moments before they seem ready to hop aboard. 

    Go figure!

    Baron Is Relocating to Jefferson City

    So if there are any guys in the state capital or out in Columbia who would like to have me bang their wives and feature them on the blog with me personally, feel free to send a message.  Ladies, if you want to initiate and just to tell your wimpy husband later, that’s fine too.

    The Struggle Is Real

    Many guys worry about coming too quick. I worry that I’ll take too long.  Getting off has never been easy!

    It’s funny, when I was a younger man, girls that I happened to be in a relationship would brag on me to their girlfriends. “Oh Baron is so sweet! He always waits on me before he finishes.”

    Meanwhile I would roll my eyes and think to myself, ‘Hell, I’m not waiting on you, I just can’t cum!’